They don't like you
They like the me they finding you
So turn off the light and send them through

Hell is good for people
without the courage to raise their voice
and say you're good
though you are not

The one who will stay behind
in the darkness heaven
and lower your look to the world that under
and see your friend you buried in life

So next time
when somebody awake you from the dream
just remember
"You are not an angel"
though
you are a weirdo with a pretty face