these past few days have been worse than the worst sometimes feeling that you should roll me down to the hearse waiting 2 floors down with the gas running my face grew pale and i warned my friends to warn me that all the sideffects are intuative and that i wouldnt have to worry how this'd be i wouldnt have to worry to be feeling insecure all i would have thought was this was my cure my breath is cold, my life still ticking he is still picking what angel should bring me up when the time comes i said i've felt like this before but for some reason, i have a way out but i just haven't decided if i should exit that door and start something new i took out my car and all i could think was "lets hope the restraints give me a second chance" second chance to take you out to your favorite song your favorite place, for your little last dance but before i got to this idea my face rammed the airbag, guess no autopilot this time around i guess i wasn't really bound to go anywhere anymore my ideas were heading down so was my body i earned my wings getting chased up the blue skies by angels who wanted the same things love, smiles, and everything imaginable but the unimaginable, was given to me by an angel and mysteriously got caught and i really couldn't tell if he put her here, as an angel or as something to love i don't care, because either way she came from above and i'm here to take advantage of my lost life and relive my little hype