If moon's too far
I'll climb to the sun
Absorb all the trouble
'till they're left with none
I'll bend over backwards
And carry the weight
Aware, six feet under
Is the bed I made
I mean, if I can't be the angel
I'll be the God
I'll be too much
If i'm never enough
Brave knight on the sword of
Sad poets heart
Is at his best, when he's falling apart
What is my passion?
What is my name?
I sold it to the devil
While chasing the fame
Cuz i'd swim in makeup
Cover all my flaws
To stand on that stage
To die in applause
'Cause if I can't be the artist
I'll eat the art
I'll be too much
If i'm never enough
Cuz brave knight on the lines of
Sad poets page
Is never the one who
Reads it on stage
Sociotropic Angels
Aren't welcome in heaven
I'll shake Satan's hand
When i die at 27
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If moon's too far
I'll climb to the sun
Absorb all the trouble
'till they're left with none
I'll bend over backwards
And carry the weight
Aware, six feet under
Is the bed I made
I mean, if I can't be the angel
I'll be the God
I'll be too much
If i'm never enough
Brave knight on the sword of
Sad poets heart
Is at his best, when he's falling apart
What is my passion?
What is my name?
I sold it to the devil
While chasing the fame
Cuz i'd swim in makeup
Cover all my flaws
To stand on that stage
To die in applause
'Cause if I can't be the artist
I'll eat the art
I'll be too much
If i'm never enough
Cuz brave knight on the lines of
Sad poets page
Is never the one who
Reads it on stage
Sociotropic Angels
Aren't welcome in heaven
I'll shake Satan's hand
When i die at 27
I'll climb to the sun
Absorb all the trouble
'till they're left with none
I'll bend over backwards
And carry the weight
Aware, six feet under
Is the bed I made
I mean, if I can't be the angel
I'll be the God
I'll be too much
If i'm never enough
Brave knight on the sword of
Sad poets heart
Is at his best, when he's falling apart
What is my passion?
What is my name?
I sold it to the devil
While chasing the fame
Cuz i'd swim in makeup
Cover all my flaws
To stand on that stage
To die in applause
'Cause if I can't be the artist
I'll eat the art
I'll be too much
If i'm never enough
Cuz brave knight on the lines of
Sad poets page
Is never the one who
Reads it on stage
Sociotropic Angels
Aren't welcome in heaven
I'll shake Satan's hand
When i die at 27
Writer: Simke Musil
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