Calming down with my hand in the sand [bad word] my way
To begin, let's get closer
Doesn't he love me?

Just sit by the withered trees
Resting my knees
Because I'm [bad word] 
Doesn't it feel right?

Mystical
When you're blowing your hair in the perfect waves
You're trying your best just to push me away
I can't ever tell since you were never there to begin 

My angel in loneliness
My angel lonely
My angel in loneliness
My angel lonely

Passing by, I should have known/a chute of thorns, 
Let me slip into the tomb
White glow
Step in the white glow

Make me, make me
Make me watch.
Shining eyes, are watching 
Us too
And I'm assuming they are

Mystical
When you're blowing your hair in the perfect waves
You're trying your best just to push me away
I can't ever tell since you were never there to begin 

My angel in loneliness
My angel lonely
My angel in loneliness
My angel lonely