[Verse 1]
Each time I make my mother cry
An angel dies and falls from heaven
(But when they get to you)
When the boy is still a worm
It’s hard to learn the number seven
(4, 3, 2, 1, never get to 7)
It’s the first thing that they do (5, 6, 7, 8, never)
But when they get to you (3, 2, 1, 0)
[Chorus]
Prick your finger, it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
The angel has spread it’s wings
The time has come for bitter things
Prick your finger, it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
The angel has spread it’s wings
The time has come for bitter things
[Verse 2]
Each time I look outside, my mother dies
I feel my back is changing shape
I wish I had my wings (But when they get to you)
When the worm is in the boy
It’s never, ever considered rape
Oh, how I wish I had my wings
(But when they get to you)
Oh, how I wish I had my wings
(The first thing that they do)
Oh, how I wish I had my… (No, no, no)
[Chorus]
Prick your finger, it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
The angel has spread it’s wings
The time has come for bitter things
Prick your finger, it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
The angel has spread it’s wings
The time has come for bitter things
[Outro]
But when they get to you
(When we discover the way to heaven
In order to afford it)
When they get to you
When they get to you
(When we discover the way to heaven
In order to afford it)
When they get to you