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Kate
Water in an empty grave
The pure blood of an unholy saint
She never needed to be saved
A part of the sky you’ll never find
She’s an angel stuck in a cemetery
Daring herself to die
Their screams move the ground beneath her feet
The clouds in her heart only bring her misery
Black wings and a white dress
She’s an outcast without regrets
Too innocent to know how to pray
She got kicked out of hell
Because she had too much grace
So she stays in the world
Because she doesn’t have any faith
A silhouette in the moonlight
The shadow of an ancient mind
She never has to close her eyes
A part of the sun you’ll never see
She’s an angel stuck in her head
With nowhere else to be
She’s too lovely for flowers to face
Emeralds fall when she cries
But there’s nothing in her delicate veins
Heaven never felt like a safe place
A black hole lives in her eyes
She was never going to be saved
The pure blood of an unholy saint
She never needed to be saved
A part of the sky you’ll never find
She’s an angel stuck in a cemetery
Daring herself to die
Their screams move the ground beneath her feet
The clouds in her heart only bring her misery
Black wings and a white dress
She’s an outcast without regrets
Too innocent to know how to pray
She got kicked out of hell
Because she had too much grace
So she stays in the world
Because she doesn’t have any faith
A silhouette in the moonlight
The shadow of an ancient mind
She never has to close her eyes
A part of the sun you’ll never see
She’s an angel stuck in her head
With nowhere else to be
She’s too lovely for flowers to face
Emeralds fall when she cries
But there’s nothing in her delicate veins
Heaven never felt like a safe place
A black hole lives in her eyes
She was never going to be saved
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