There was a boy, holding a photograph
With a thousand thoughts of broken
homes and suicide
Will he be there, will he be understood
This world of down and out, he’ll fight it with his love
There was a girl, holding a razor blade
Her vein is bleeding, swear to God she ain’t no drama queen
And when it ends, will she be understood
This world of blackest sky, she’ll fight it with her love
And when the sun’s coming down, you’ve got no home to cry
There ain’t no angels at the end of your empty road
But darling don’t don’t regret, learn to
forgive and to forget
In the land of the angels you’ll survive
The story ends, can we just stop
pretending
How many kids are dying will we ever
understand
They are the love, the one we once forget
Forever I believe we’ll find the love again
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