Wake up
Grab a brush and
put a little make-up
Hide the scars to fade
away the shake-up
Why'd you leave the
keys upon the table?
Here you go create
another fable,
Grab a brush and
put a little make-up,
Hide the scars to
fade away the shake-up,
Why'd you leave
the keys upon the table?
I don't think you trust
In my self-righteous
suicide
I cry when angels
deserve to die
Wake up
Grab a brush and
put a little make-up
Hide the scars
to fade away the
shake-up
Why'd you leave
the keys upon the table?
Here you go create
another fable,
Grab a brush and
put a little make-up,
Hide the scars to fade
away the shake-up,
Why'd you leave
the keys upon the table?
I don't think you trust
In my self-righteous
suicide
I cry when angels
deserve to die
In my self-righteous
suicide
I cry
When angels
deserve to die
Father
Father
Father
Father
Father, into your
hands I commend
my spirit
Father, into your hands
Why have you
forsaken me?
In your eyes
forsaken me
In your thoughts
forsaken me
In your heart
forsaken me,
oh
Trust in my
self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels
deserve to die
In my self-righteous
suicide
I cry when angels
deserve to die