Getting round to listening to the angels in my head
They disguised themselves and all I see are empty faces
Getting round to turning all the tables full of rust
Everything is fragile, everything's expensive vases
And now we turn to dust
Yeah, yeah
Dissolving to nothing
Shutting down
My wings are hurting
I'm coming down
I just wanna fly
And see the sun
So please wait for me to fall down
(For me to fall down)
And please don't break my fall
(And nobody cares about Icarus)
I don't wanna be here anymore
So let me drown
Dissolving to nothing
Shutting down
My wings are hurting
I'm coming down