There was traffic in Austin
When you gave yourself up
To the crushing release of a car.
Long live the devil and all hail the saints
Chewing up stars with their names.
Angel, i feel your pain
I understand why you'd want to take it all away.
I still think about the body,
By the gas station where you lied.
A bloodstained body of what once was,
Just another meal for the flies.
Writer(s): Adam Christopher Ackerman, Cameron Michael Boucher, Charlie Alexander Singer
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