All thefallen angels. Roostin' in this place. Count back the weeks on worried fingers. Virgin mother what's'erface Chorus. You don't need to sleep alone. You bring the house down. Choose your
Scream, shout. Scream, shout. We are thefallen angels We are the in between cast down this on the world. Struck to the earth like lightning on this world we're torn We will cause the pain of