Angel Crusade

successful deception, i’m my own exception  

when i say that any heart can be pure  

pray i’m exonerated  

or better, paraded  

for falling on my sword  

 

maybe peace is freedom from the golden girl  

all self-sacrificing, just to resent being less  

 

maybe peace if freedom from a balanced scale  

i’m not winning real hearts giving up my pound of flesh  

 

i had my  

axes to grind, halo to polish  

i’m getting rid of all of it 

hatchets to burry, harps to tune  

i fear that I'm evil but i don't have proof  

promises broken, promises made  

from heaven to hell on my angel crusade  

i’ve ruined myself trying to make everyone think that i'm good  

what i thought was peace was pleasing misunderstood  

wonder who i could be if i didn’t have to be-  

 

labyrinthian process with you at the onset  

there’s no prize at the center of the maze  

i’m just digging deeper, i’m just getting weaker  

i still feel like im all my mistakes  

 

maybe peace is freedom from the golden girl  

fighting tooth and nail to be perfect but not better  

 

maybe peace means  

 
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chorus 

 

(who am i proving anything too?) 

 

(but i can be anything now that i don’t have to be good) 

 

(look at who i can be now that i don’t have to be (good) 

 

maybe peace is freedom from my racing thoughts  

but i’m high up in the tower and the door is locked  

maybe peace is seeing that my worst crime  

is what i’ve done to myself, how i've wasted my time  

maybe peace is putting faith in my north stars  

when they tell me they love me, they’re not liars 

i could draw this battle out, i could make myself sick  

but there isn’t a point to any of it  

 

chorus