I live among angels, and they around me
Caught in the crossfire, the youngest of three
I'm an adult, darling, please treat me as such
This house is an avalanche, we're all losing touch
So I'm going off for a while
Away to the city
Armed with a scowl or a smile
But pretty unprepared
Spare me your queries and candlelit theories
Spare me your tears and your leading looks
Childhood is selfish and I'm still too scared
You raised me by the book, now I'm unprepared
Yes I'm unprepared
The tears are a camouflage, I thrive in the rain
Ambition has driven me, both up and insane
So I'm coming home for a while
Away from the city
Armed with a scowl or smile
But pretty unprepared

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