I thought that you should know You close your eyes with your finger on the trigger Tonight you’ll light up the sky Hoping for a failed attempt to fly Tell me beautiful Do angels always land on their feet? Lace my lips in arsenic And kiss you goodnight Lay you to sleep in the gorge Your funeral brings us closer together You’re the breath that I choke on In the hospital bed I lay and contemplate If only our feet never touched the ground they live in your diary trying to crack the code I’ll erect another crucifix As the sound of fallen wings surrounds me Holding on to every breath That clings to your lips Praying each one is the last I whisper every secret untold Dusting for finger prints They’ll find me on the trigger I’m sorry angel I thought that you should know You were the metal in my veins The seat belt I left undone My face pressed hard against the glass The vodka on my lips knows You were the ice on all the roads On your knee’s you close your eyes It’s my finger on the trigger they live in your diary trying to crack the code I’m sorry angel, I thought that you should know
i have composed all those songs a long time back and got bored always telling to only my friends and i needed a platform to show it to everyone and i got IGT