Tall angel walkin' proud
You're getting through all right.
see him fallin' down
destroying his own life.
Promised you'd never do that
Wouldn't throw away your dreams.
Saw the way that people changed
After too many hits of happiness.
You loved so many things
all of them were real.
None were an illusion
now I don't know how you feel.
Never see the pure bliss
come up on it's own.
Don't hear about the real problems
They're covered by too many hits of happiness.
Was it really my fault?
Did I play a part?
Is this all because I said
I like you better in the dark?
Think you're looking for an outlet
Some where to place the blame.
For losing at Russian Roulette
With too many hits of happiness.
* this is about my ex-boyfriend, who will remain unnamed, he has ruined his life mostly with drugs* stressed
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