Atrophy:Angel

Birds of a feather, walk along razor's edge together
It seems easier just to fall apart than let the pieces fit
Birds of a feather, bleed out, bleed out together
I'm just one step away, these wings can't hold their own weight
Reach out to touch the sky, I'm falling out of flight

Sewed my mouth shut just for you
Clipped my wings so I wouldn't hear you
Speak of me (speak of me)
Speak of me (like you do)

Sick blurring lines to survive, cut ties
Hundred white birds, ninety-nine fall out the sky
Severed your wings
Angel, I feel your pain

Sewed my mouth shut just for you
Clipped my wings so I wouldn't hear you
Speak of me (speak of me)
Speak of me (like you do)

When I was a kid, I always wanted to have wings
You know, like an angel

If blessed are, blessed are the weak
God can you, God can you see?