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​Out Of Angels, Out Of Prospects

This song is by Heroes Wear Helmets.

It's time to try to sleep
In the bed that I have made
It was all set up so beautifully
And that's the price I've paid

To me it's the honest truth
It was all a plot to drag you down
To the place we filthy hope to find
A meaning for the sounds

But if you wait and look hard enough
And strain your eyes just right
You'll find all the evidence you'll ever need
To convict a person for their reckless speed

It hurts too much to touch
Like it hurts to feel too much

So it's time to wash the sheets
That have long been overdue
Too many things have been neglected
Thank god I can blame them all on you