"Fake Angels" as written by and Michael L. Shepard....
I walked inside my room
How I'd love to go
Anywhere but here

I traveled round the world
I never met a star
I never found a soul to know

And ooh all these fake angels
Scratching walls in the bedroom down the hall
And ooh all these dead spiders in the basement
With their legs all coming off
I need

Put me in a box
Fold me like a shirt
This is who you are
It hurts

But you got inside my head
This is not a dream
These are not my meds I scream

And ooh all these fake angels
Scratching walls oh my god they're in the hall
And ooh it is hard to see the exits
With your back against the door, oh

No, you're a cage call my body
And oh what a cruel joke to you and
And oh my god I must stop my body
And this is what you said
I was just in the room
And ooh this is the end
Ooh this is the end
Ooh this is the end
Ooh this is

And ooh all these fake angels
Scratching walls in the bedroom down the hall
And ooh all the young sparkle leaves arrived
On a plane to paradise, yeah


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"Fake Angels" as written by Michael L. Shepard

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    General CommentWhy wont anyone interprit this song! it's so confusing but I want to know what it means.
    slayerettexxon February 28, 2009   Link
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    General CommentI love love love the way this is sang.
    st hannahon May 23, 2009   Link
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    General Commenti'm locked inside my room
    hell, i'd love to go anywhere but here

    i've traveled round the world
    i've never met a star
    i never found a soul to know

    and oh, all these fake angels scratching walls
    in the bedroom down the hall
    and oh, all these dead spiders in the basement
    with their legs all coming off
    i need

    put me in a box, fold me like a shirt
    this is who you are, it hurts
    but you got inside my head
    this is not a dream
    "these are not my meds" i scream

    and oh, all these fake angels scratching walls
    oh my god, they're in the hall
    and oh, its hard to see the exits with your back against the door

    ohhh

    oh, you're a cage called my body
    and oh, what a cruel joke to end
    and oh, my god, i must stop my body
    and this is what you said
    i was just in the room

    and oh, this is the end
    oh, this is the end
    oh, this is the end
    oh, this is

    all these fake angels scratching walls in the bedroom down the hall
    and oh, all the young sparkle leaves our eyes
    on a plane to paradise

    theredclicheon May 26, 2009   Link

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