Face Your Angels

If you could leave you would've done so by now
I'm sure you'd spread your wings if you could
You're far too hasty to trip over your own feet
And curse the stars above

But you're not what you're made of
Just lie and tell me that I'm wrong

Pray for a better angle
Prepare to face your angels
Take to your stage and ramble
Of abuse that we can't handle
Adequacy in shackles
Prepare to face your angels

I know not what I do not
Don't try to save me from what you cannot

If I wanted to stay I'd have suffered until now
I'd fly away if only I could
Don't expect me to stand on my own two feet
When I could just curse the stars above

Pray for a better angle
Prepare to face your angels
Take to your stage and ramble
Of abuse that we can't handle
Adequacy in shackles
Prepare to face your angels

I know not what I do not
Save me from what I cannot

Mediocrity we live out
I'm gonna die the same way I never lived
I'm gonna shirk
I'm gonna dodge
And choose to be
Superlatively
I'm gonna shirk my circumstances

I know not what I do not