The pieces of something broken,
are all I seem to be.
I've been torn apart;
I've lost it all
and choked upon my sins.
I drowned myself in sorrow,
drank myself to the bottom;
the feeling of rope ever-present
Tightened around my neck.

But your embrace is warm.
I know you're not an angel,
but your arms feel like wings.
Your feathers hold me together.
Your radiance burns the rope;
it cleanses my sins and sorrow,
makes me wanna drop the bottle
I can't help but feel so warm,
with burning in my chest.

I can find my way through your darkness.
Crawl through the broken glass
of your past and present
I try to help keep you together.
I'm not afraid of your demons,
and to withstand the cold.
I'll be beside you and fight this war.
Blood and pain don't scare me.
I just want you to stay...