ALBUM REVIEW: bulletsbetweentongues – Fragility
The angel left my shoulder long before you came.
The angel left my shoulder long before you came.
Race towards the sun, my crippled pride undone, and all that makes me real, secedes to stone and steel.
Solitude is a soft disease.
Oh those souls, led in hopeless passion
Some quiet dream comes to bleed.
Did you find what you left for?
The only holy book is the one inside your heart.
Is this what love is?
Catch me, God I swear I’m falling.