Angel Dust

Broken dreams of flying birds
Dirty hands on skinny arms
Just hanging down her shoulders
Like a deadly young old tree
and a bit of blood rollin', gently down her nose.
On the floor the Princess, strikes the pose

Say goodbye to angel dust
The only angel that you trust
Say goodbye to angel dust
The only angel that you trust

Dirty fingers on her hands
Doing stuff that she can't stand
Opening doors don't want to see
and closing one she wanna be.
Broken wings by the real world
Princess diving on her own,
On the floor the Princess, strikes the pose.

Say goodbye to angel dust
The only angel that you trust
The floor is cold
Her blood too hot
The pain could go
Just with one shot
Sleep little Princess
One last caress
One last pearl of blood
Rolling on your world
So slow
She almost touches
The rainbow
Sometimes I do wonder