Angels

I've been choosing it, it's moving And deep down I feel Can't lose it I won't quit I've been choosing it and losing But deep down I feel I'm bruising Still moving I've been choosing it, it's moving And deep down I feel Can't lose it I won't quit I've been choosing it and losing But deep down I feel It's about the things we do When we push through Late night On my throne I wanna feel high but I'm feeling low As I hold my breath the devil Pulls my angels from the sky Let their bodies run wild I'm just trying to figure this out I'm just trying to figure us out Let our bodies do the speaking Skip ahead No talking 'Cause I'm ready for the weekend I set fire to this painting The details Unclear Deceiving, my feelings And for the time that I'm still breathing I'm facing My fears I held on All these years It's all about the things For us That we ought to do It's all about the way You talk When your rising to Late night On my throne I wanna feel high but I'm feeling low As I hold my breath the devil Pulls my angels from the sky Let their bodies run wild I'm just trying to figure this out I'm just trying to figure us out Let our bodies do the speaking Skip ahead No talking 'Cause I'm ready like The Weeknd It's the way you lift The way you lift me up It's the texture of your skin Your eyes can't shut We're on our way up now We're on our way up If I hold your breath He will not pull you off It's the way you lift The way you lift me up It's the texture of your skin Your eyes can't shut We're on our way up now We're on our way up If I hold your breath He will not pull you off