To all the angels with broken wings,
fly again, and fly again, and fly away,
Would you fly with me? Would you die with me?
Come and fly with me. Come and die with me.
When the times are gettin harder to get you high away,
pray for better days, better days
Would you fly with me? Would you die with me?
Come and fly with me. Come and die with me.
I'm trying to deal with it, being different and all that,
invisible broken wings are fixed on my back,
pitch black, you're outta sight, you're outta mind,
who you don't see now you're gonna forget overtime,
let's remind you how your wings got broke,
maybe it's because you took your life as a god damn joke,
we the freekshow circus, underrated on purpose and muthafuckas can't hurt us,
I can't eat, causing panics in the streets,
everybody runnin, you can see the axe comin,
call us, outcast we the strange on display,
but little do they know I give a fuck what they say,
I represent the killas and the people that lost faith,
heaven's a journey, and hell's just around the way,
where's it at, just around the way,
heaven is a journey but hell is just around the muthafuckin way,
(Chorus)
automatically i battle with anxiety, cursed as a child adn circulated in society,
raised in the image of a man don't understand,
or humility plan that contracts like rubber bands,
on the sidelines where I sit to speculate,
on the normal servent to survive and circulate,
to the base of the universe and cosmos, the only way out is death or overdose,
if you make it you can brag or boast,
you be the game, the life you know will never ever be the same,
transformed in a flash or a light to a ghost,
losted and surrouned by the second hand smoke,
wings broke so you can't fly to heaven today,
but hell's right around the way, right around the way.
(chorus)
I had to end it all life was a drag, roamin the earth with the rest of the body bags,
I love the fact that I'm dead, but not injected,
cuz everytime Twiztids on I'm resurrected,
I can;t fly my wings don't work so I, get high so my feelings ain't hurt,
fuck the world don't ask me for shit, dead and gone but still don't quit.
Children of the night never feel the sun,
they never walk in the path of the chosen one,
they got broken wings that are incapable to fly,
hair like spider legs and milk white eyes.
(X2)
my wings are broken and I can't reach to the sky,
I'm just the shell of a man without a spirit inside,
I need a moment with you so I can clear out my head,
to you I'm alive but to the world I'm dead.
My wings are broken and I can't reach the sky, come and die with me.