Fly

What makes you think that what you will

is always right? Constantly controlling

all in sight. There's a side that you don't see.

Not taking no for an answer, read between the

lines. For your fallen angel, take this message

home and fly. Shackled down but to me it

don't matter. Spread your wings and fly.

Shackled down cause it really don't matter.

Where do you get off thinking you're high

and mighty and superior? You walk all over

all that I hold dear and it's a shame how long

I' ve endured it. Here at the end now that I

could never trust again. It doesn't seem right

with you and everywhere I' ve ever been. Who

would' ve thought your walls are falling of

all things? That outfit you were born in

doesn't hide your wings, but go on and fly. Fly

away from me.