The angels of the night Are hearing to my voice So I wont cry And wont be sober I have one last try To make those things come true So I wont will be fine If I die tonight I try to see through me What's left under that shit I have holes in my soul Since I was just a kid So bitch dont fuck with me My deamons are crawling I think they protect me to stab me so softly In my dreams I see those who left And they ask me to stay a little longer Sorry mom I have to go I cant take this pain anymore