First Noel (Zj Music Remix)
Spend all your time
for that second chance,
for a break that would make it okay.
There's always some reason
to feel not good enough,
and it's hard, at the end of the day.
I need some distraction,
Oh, beautiful release.
Memories seep from my veins.
Let me be empty,
Oh, and weightless,
And maybe I'll find some peace tonight.
In the arms of the angel,
Fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back.
The storm keeps on twisting.
Keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack.
Don't make no difference,
escape one last time.
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness,
Oh, this glorious sadness,
that brings me to my knees.
In the arms of the angel,
Fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
for that second chance,
for a break that would make it okay.
There's always some reason
to feel not good enough,
and it's hard, at the end of the day.
I need some distraction,
Oh, beautiful release.
Memories seep from my veins.
Let me be empty,
Oh, and weightless,
And maybe I'll find some peace tonight.
In the arms of the angel,
Fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back.
The storm keeps on twisting.
Keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack.
Don't make no difference,
escape one last time.
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness,
Oh, this glorious sadness,
that brings me to my knees.
In the arms of the angel,
Fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
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