ALL HIS ANGELS

 
My past has tasted bitter for years now, so I wield an iron fist. Grace is just weakness, or so I've been told. I've been cold, I've been merciless. But the blood on my hands scares me to death, maybe I'm waking up today.

I'll be good, I'll be good, and I'll love the world, like I should. I'll be good, I'll be good. I'll be good, I'll be good. For all of the light that I shut out, for all of the innocent things that I've doubt. For all of the bruises that I've caused and the tears. For all of the things that I've done all these years. Yeah, for all of the sparks that I've stomped out, for all of the perfect things that I doubt. 
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I'll be good. For all of the times I never could.
                                                {Jaymes Young.}

I was swimmin' in the Caribbean. Animals were hiding behind the rock. Except the little fish but they told me, he swears tryin' to talk to me, to me, to me.

Way out in the water. See it swimming. With your feet on the air and your head on the ground. Try this trick and spin it, yeah. Your head will collapse but there's nothing in it and you'll ask yourself...
                                                           Where is my mind?  Where is my mind?                 
                                                                                                                {Pixies.}