I’m your god inside tonight.I run a little piece of heaven through the palm of my hand.I’m a savior of a lethal control and when you fallI know exactly where the fuck you’ll land. I’ve got a littleblack hold for your every little soul. Tell me angle did thedust settle on your wings?You can breathe in fear till the day becomes a year andwe all exactly what the future brings.my second sight see through you; second skin bleed for you.I’ve my time on track, lying flat on my back, staring up intoyour burning skies.My second sight see through you, second skin bleed for you.Was I tripping up or am I falling down, I am the hero of my own demise.And my speaker, preaching to a hushed choir about a love he once lost toan endless debate saying ââ¬Ådon’t let me be misread but god is truly dead.If he can’t help me nurse this ache.ââ¬Â But goddamn the way we fall when webeckon the call, another crafty motherfucker walks a crooked line.And now I know it’s wrong and god knows I’m right.I take a stroll anytime I like.With my aching hand reach for you, burning skin bleed for you.Laugh at it all until you take the fall.