I've seen your true colors,
You know I've had my fill.
Some will stray from my concern,
Some will linger still.
The faces that you lie behind,
The faces that you change,
The one you used to turn me,
Was the one you should have saved.
Well I've seen so many through the years,
I thought I'd seen them all,
But you increased your repertoire,
When you..stepped out... to fall.
FALLEN, Fallen...My Angel,
FALLEN, Fallen.....I thought I knew you well.
I've seen your true colors....
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