I can't do this on my own
The air I breath is frigid and stale
My heart is gone
My lungs collapse
Coldness overwhelms me
Where have I gone? Here I am
With nowhere else to go and I'm lost without you
Here I stand
I'm cold and alone, I'm calloused to your eyes
These pills were made for healing
and I'm so tired of acting like everything's alright
I've lost sight of what matters most to me
because I have everything I need

Even angels carry knives
so why do we carry on this way and live oh so secret lives?
Even angels carry knives
so why do we turn around [bad word] when all our fears arrive?
We're scared
We're scared of change

For better or worse [bad word] zone is where we feel safe
I need a remedy for change
remedy
I carry on
You carry me your my protection and safety
When someone screams shark, I'd be much more weary of the water and
afraid of the dark but not anymore, for you are with me
I'm ready to step outside

This is my remedy
Angels Carry Knives
Step Outside
Angels Carry Knives
Show Yourself