Failsafe fallen angel

They wanted a leader,
I gave them a crazy one.

They wanted a blessing,
I gave them a curse.

They wanted peace,
[And] I gave them war.

A week – like hours,
until it devours,
your life – time away,
for what do we pay?

The day that we die?
The day we were born?
The time we are living?
The time we were not?

Could I suffer instead of you,
I would for all of you.

But I am just suffering [it] all for me,
that is my purpose – my way to be.

To suffer and hide it away,
otherwise you have to pay,
but it is mine to pay the price,
may I be dumb or wise.

They wanted a leader,
I gave them a someone.

They wanted a blessing,
I gave them a drug.

They wanted peace,
[And] I gave them despair.

Whenever I tried to break free,
I burned the leaves of the tree.

I burned you, myself as well,
why am I writing, just to tell?

I know I am a blessing,
at least for some of you,
I suffer – if that is the thing,
but I know that isn’t true.

My wishes came true,
my fears, they did too,
the smartest idea was,
not live and not die,
so I can give all my,
what a waste, what a loss.

I gave up the love I received.

Why did I?

The love wasn’t the problem.

It was me, I couldn’t accept my role.

I wasn’t meant to receive love,
I wasn’t meant to get noticed.
I was meant to give love,
and make others be noticed.

They wanted a leader,
I gave them a loser.

They wanted a blessing,
I gave them a pain.

They wanted peace,
I gave them nothing.

Nothing there is when I am lost,
only crazy thoughts and frost.



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