And no angels visit me in my room.
There's a blue light above me in my room.
And I lie motionlessly with my plastic rosary.
And no angels visit me in my room.
I wear her dreams like a badge,
I flash before the criminal world.
I wear her dreams like a badge,
pinned upon the wrong uniform.
And no angels visit me in my room.
There's a blue light above me in my room.
And I lie motionlessly in immaculate obscurity,
and no angels visit me in my room.
I wear her dreams like a badge I flash before the criminal
world. I wear her dreams like a badge pinned upon the
wrong uniform. Like a lost detective so bright and
brave, with the mysteries I want to solve and the mysteries
I want to save. (I examine the pictures on my wall.
I am in the pictures on my wall.
I am the pictures on my wall, then nothing.)