by FallenAngel_BVB » Mon Nov 28, 2011 6:29 am
"Well, my parents are insane. They think I was using my popularity to help my grades, and to get achohol and stuff by selling my 'virginity'" She smiled, looking at the floor
We are the in between, cast down as sons of war, Struck to the earth like lightning, on this world we're torn,
We won't cause the pain, of living out their law, Take joy in who you are we know our wings are flawed,
We're bored to death in heaven, and all alone in hell, We only want to be ourselves
We scream, we shout, We are the fallen angels, we scream, We shout, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh-ohh, To those who sing alone, no need to feel this sorrow, We scream, we shout whoa,W e a r e t h e f a l l e n a n g e l s