At the point of giving up,
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Of letting go and flying up,
Not caring about my friends and family,
Selfishness took a hold on me.
I talked to my father,
I pleaded my insanity and He sent to me,
Some unforgettable angels to carry me.
They pulled the gun out of my mouth,
Showed me how to live, opened my eyes,
Made me feel so alive, soaring on the inside
Donít look down, I only keep high.
Some of them left, then I had some shit.
Life wasnít going right, so I turned to Him
And asked once again,
Please send me some guidance, send me some happiness.
So he sent me the angels I have now,
Now I donít frown or get down
Iím all about the positive energy.
They make me happy whenever I look at myself,
Such beautiful angels they are with their personalities and all,
I can finally stand tall, Iím so fucking grateful
I hope that Iíll never lose them, it be painful.
They take my hand and help me stand,
They make my pain and inject it away,
I hope they stay and wont fly away.
I love them so much that I cannot explain,
Theyíre in my soul to over lapse my hate
In my mind to keep me sane
And in my life to keep me in the game.