BAP (Indonesia)
An Angel at My Table I
I know that you can't really see me
I bend the light around my body
You know that I have no control over myself
You know it well
I wish I could walk in your shoes
In those flats that you hate to use
We both like walking barefoot in sunny roads
Our skin blisters, I know it hurts
But the pain it holds
It keeps me alive
Through the 10 to 7 grind
Makes me feel alive
I know it's bad but I had
To feel alive
I know it's real
From my head to my heels
I know it's bad but I had to
I know that you can't really see me
I bend the light around my body