| Song | All Of My Angels |
| Artist | Machinae Supremacy |
| Album | Rise Of A Digital Nation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| This bleak and unbearable world | |
| has left me cold and wanting | |
| I need someone to make me feel. Real. Now! | |
| Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
| without your light, without your eyes | |
| I keep looking to find myself in me again | |
| Alive in spite of it all | |
| one with her | |
| Once I aim for the win | |
| I’ll find a way | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone | |
| But I will not go quietly | |
| it’s not my time | |
| ‘s not meant to be | |
| What can I do to make you hear. Me. Now?! | |
| Alive in spite of it all | |
| one with her | |
| Once I aim for the win | |
| I’ll find a way | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone | |
| I touch the white upon the window sill | |
| The cracks are spidering across the glass | |
| No one will see me if I hold perfectly still | |
| This sense of hopelessness will surely pass | |
| For reasons I have yet to understand | |
| I know the world in ways I can’t explain | |
| What I can see, it’s like the ocean next to land | |
| It all seems futile and in vain. | |
| Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
| without your light, without your eyes. | |
| I keep looking to find myself in me again. | |
| Alive in spite of it all | |
| one with her | |
| Once I aim for the win | |
| I’ll find a way | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone. | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone. |
| This bleak and unbearable world | |
| has left me cold and wanting | |
| I need someone to make me feel. Real. Now! | |
| Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
| without your light, without your eyes | |
| I keep looking to find myself in me again | |
| Alive in spite of it all | |
| one with her | |
| Once I aim for the win | |
| I' ll find a way | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone | |
| But I will not go quietly | |
| it' s not my time | |
| ' s not meant to be | |
| What can I do to make you hear. Me. Now?! | |
| Alive in spite of it all | |
| one with her | |
| Once I aim for the win | |
| I' ll find a way | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone | |
| I touch the white upon the window sill | |
| The cracks are spidering across the glass | |
| No one will see me if I hold perfectly still | |
| This sense of hopelessness will surely pass | |
| For reasons I have yet to understand | |
| I know the world in ways I can' t explain | |
| What I can see, it' s like the ocean next to land | |
| It all seems futile and in vain. | |
| Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
| without your light, without your eyes. | |
| I keep looking to find myself in me again. | |
| Alive in spite of it all | |
| one with her | |
| Once I aim for the win | |
| I' ll find a way | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone. | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone. |
| This bleak and unbearable world | |
| has left me cold and wanting | |
| I need someone to make me feel. Real. Now! | |
| Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
| without your light, without your eyes | |
| I keep looking to find myself in me again | |
| Alive in spite of it all | |
| one with her | |
| Once I aim for the win | |
| I' ll find a way | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone | |
| But I will not go quietly | |
| it' s not my time | |
| ' s not meant to be | |
| What can I do to make you hear. Me. Now?! | |
| Alive in spite of it all | |
| one with her | |
| Once I aim for the win | |
| I' ll find a way | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone | |
| I touch the white upon the window sill | |
| The cracks are spidering across the glass | |
| No one will see me if I hold perfectly still | |
| This sense of hopelessness will surely pass | |
| For reasons I have yet to understand | |
| I know the world in ways I can' t explain | |
| What I can see, it' s like the ocean next to land | |
| It all seems futile and in vain. | |
| Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
| without your light, without your eyes. | |
| I keep looking to find myself in me again. | |
| Alive in spite of it all | |
| one with her | |
| Once I aim for the win | |
| I' ll find a way | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone. | |
| All of my angels are right here with me | |
| Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
| I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
| Wake me if I turn to stone. |