angels

Angels don`t fall at my feet

they ring my phone

my pockets ain`t fill of gold

my heart isn’t pure

theirs not much to lose when you feel like a fool

and its way pass my bedtime

i ain`t sleepily at all

ant much to wake for so i say i say prayer

the light of hope will visit me with a version for tomorrow

i secret i hope

i don`t have to barrow

please lord save me from sink to the bottom

 

 

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