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Black turns to gray and all my demons say
She's the salt of my flesh and blood of my bones, blood of my bones

I'm on my knees again and you've got me right where you want me
But I refuse to beg, you'll never know how close I came
With a mouthful of blood I'll spit out every word I never said

My skin's transparent, my bones are brittle
And your eyes still burn like salt in open wounds
Living inside my nightmares begging me not to sleep, not to sleep

Blond turns to black, black turns to gray
Blond turns to black, black turns to gray

I closed my eyes and took one last breath
I closed my eyes and said my goodbyes
They made me bleed, they tore me apart
They took advantage, they broke my heart

Where are the angels?
Where are the priests to take the darkness out of me?
Where are the angels, the angels?

Black turns to gray and all my demons say
She's the salt of my flesh and blood of my bones, blood of my bones