I kno i been slippin
everyone just been trippin...
Some people live in stately mansions,
And some, in blighted neighborhoods...
Im gonna push you down
onto the ground...
That famous chill going down your spine
that must be a sign...
Don't speak don't speak
it's my turn to say what i think...
Do you ever believe me?
tell me do you ever believe in me...
The Angel of Death smiles at me,
I already know where I'm going...
I confess my unholy sins to the Angel of Regret,
I confess my unholy sins in the confessional...
As the fragile wind began to pick up speed,
She sought to for-fill her awful deed...
Lost humanity,
Found insanity...
I don't really know
the question you are asking...
You're my broken angel,
you're my painful addiction...