Angels Don’t Need Wings

Hungover
From the scenes on my TV screen spilling deceit
From the pile of unfinished dreams laying at my feet
Took a shot of comparison
Almost stopped my heart beat
Those pre life rivers run deep
Sober Conceit
Where all things are already complete
Pass me another drink

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