Angels

As I lay in bed Heavy like I'm lead I'm better off dead Foot in the grave I know I'll decay I've ignored all my Symptoms and the signs The light leaves my eyes (I am dying) I hear the angels singing and the death bells ringing The infection's spreading all over me Some days I feel like daggers broken bones and fractures Only thing that anchors me here is you Fine times People say that it gets better But you cannot live forever Stars shine Brighter when your love is fleeting Can you feel it? Think I'm gonna Fly in the fucking sky I don't wanna Die Try to run away I know I'll decay Try to run but I'm paralyzed As my sickness grows I won't let it show Nobody can know I'm hanging by a thread Wasted my whole life Lost track of the time We're all born to die So then life goes on Fine times Remember when we'd catch fireflies Count All the stars on sleepless nights Now I Hold the memory close inside me Before I leave Think I'm gonna Fly In the fucking Sky I don't wanna Die Try to run away I know I'll decay Try to run But I'm paralyzed I hear the angels singing And the death bells ringing The infection's spreading All over me I feel a cold hand grab me By the neck and drag me Down we're bodies rest from the suffering Think I'm gonna Die Die Die Die Die