Now the angels flying up above, they smile at me
All the demons always reaching up their hands to grab me
And the stars are spinning and the people all around me
They don't even scare me, they don't even phase me
Now the angels flying up above, they smile at me
All the demons always reaching up their hands to grab me
And the stars are spinning and the people all around me
They don't even scare me, they don't even phase me
Self-made self-hate from the twelfth grade, talking in the hot seat then the bell rang
I was Radioactive Man then I had a Fall Out Boy
Lotta noise like traffic jams and I was Patrick Stump'd
Had enough of "Timber!" but my calling was the felling
Wanna hear Adele sing, playing Lana del Rey
Lie in lair's in Hotel Bel Air, drown in downtown L.A.
Mamas, Papas singing in the pale gray
Destroying all devotion, devoid of all emotion,
Have to keep it buried; potent, scary
Still shut or it's kill, f*ck, Mary Shelly
Like my guy survived the strife and made it to the tele
Let's cut it up like delis, for where there's more there's plenty
Supersize my belly!
Now the angels flying up above, they smile at me
All the demons always reaching up their hands to grab me
And the stars are spinning and the people all around me
They don't even scare me, they don't even phase me
Coming closer and closer, they're both coming over
They're both on my shoulder, "Freeze, freeze!", Free piece, reach for ya holster!
Singing is dark, Link in the Park, Pen is Bennington or Mike Shinoda
Might slide on tonight till I come over; life's like I drive a Toyota then fly to Nagoya
Thin Red Line on a Hunt For Red October, dress like a soldier
With alcohol, soda, time to shine was an hour over - due!
Ignition key, vroom! DC, da capo al fine, clean slate, no re-do re-take
Da capo al coda, can't reach the quota, can't see the folder, plans outta order
Chopper cremate solar, go for the rocket launcher loader, hold it up
Hold up, no-go, no sir like a brown-noser gofer go first
Put a hole-in-one in one of their loafers! No diploma, where is Nowhere, Oklahoma?
Blow up, so nuts, hit you up, xylophone, die 'lone like dial tones in California!
Now the angels flying up above, they smile at me
All the demons always reaching up their hands to grab me
And the stars are spinning and the people all around me
They don't even scare me, they don't even phase me
Now the angels flying up above, they smile at me
All the demons always reaching up their hands to grab me
And the stars are spinning and the people all around me
They don't even scare me, they don't even phase me