spookyghostboy - Orange lens

you are a ^Cgarden, and i am a ^Ghouse fire you are the ^Crainfall, and i am a ^Gpuddle you are the ^Csnowfall, and i am the a^Gvalanche that b^Furies all your friends

you are the ^Cstatic on the radio, the ^Gexhale of my lungs the broken ^Cwindow in the church, the carpet ^Gkeeping me from slipping you're an ^Cangel in my eyes an orange ^Flens to look at life a black hole ^Cpouring out its heart, afraid of ^Fbeing torn apart

you're a ^Creminder of why i'm, supposed to not^G trust any person (help me find a way out) with a b^Cackground in rebellion, and a ^Gbirdsong sung so seldom (i don't have a key back in) you're an ^Cangel in my eyes, an orange ^Flens to look at life (you could make me feel much better) a black hole ^Cpouring out its heart, afraid of ^Fbeing torn apart (i don't have to stand this weather)