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I wake up every morning
To the sound of motors roaring
They are drowning out the voices in my head
At night while I am sleeping
I can hear the angels speaking
But I can't recall a single thing they said

I see their lips move clearly
I feel their presence near me
But each word they try to tell me just slips through the cracks
I push, I strain, I wrestle with my brain
And then a voice from somewhere whisper to relax

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I'll say a word for sickness
She is my favorite mistress
Yes, she knows my body like no other can
My flesh and spirit keep colliding
When her fingers are inside me
Oh my God, oh my God, lady I'm your man

Fever flu malaria
Come near me do not spare me
I just long to spend another night under attack
I retch, I shake, I cry until I break
And then I feel something release and I relax

I bang my head for days
Against the walls inside this maze
I've never been too good at this damn kind of thing
I'm in here with my father
I'm just pacing but he's smarter
He's been building a fantastic set of wings

And like that I'm up and flying
With the labyrenth behind me
But I go too high the sun is melting through the wax
It burns, it hurts, I tumble to the earth
And as I fall I feel myself relax

Am I letting go?
Am I letting go?
I think I'm letting go
I must be letting go
Am I letting go?
I think I'm letting go
I must be letting go
I've got to let it go
Let it go
Let it go
I'm gonna let it go
I've got to let it go let go let go let go let go
I'm letting go
I'm letting go
let go let go let go let go let go let go let go
I'm letting go
I'm letting go, let go, let go

I wake up every morning
To the sound of motors roaring
They're drowning out these voices in my head
At night while I am sleeping
I still hear the angels speaking
But I can't recall a single thing they've said

I see thery lips move clearly
I feel their presence near me
But all their unearthly wisdom just slips through the cracks
I push, I strain, I wrestle with my brain
I retch, I shake, I cry until I break
It burns, it hurts, I tumble to the earth
And as I fall I feel myself relax

Writer(s): Jason Webley

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