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Lyrics:
I see angels in the people who stay
When I’m quiet and pushing them away
They don’t fix me, they don’t pretend
They just sit with me until the end
I’ve been hard to love, I know it’s true
I disappear when I’m hurting you
Angels don’t fly, they don’t shine
They show up late and lose their time
They miss your calls, they break down too
But they still choose to come back to you
Angels borrow hoodies, sleep on floors
They hear your name through thin apartment walls
They tell you truth you don’t wanna hear
Then stay right there when it gets unclear
I’ve slammed doors I couldn’t mend
They knocked again like nothing ends
Angels don’t fly, they don’t shine
They show up late and lose their time
They miss your calls, they break down too
But they still choose to come back to you
Maybe I’m not saved, just understood
Maybe that’s the closest thing to good
If I’m still here, it’s thanks to them
My quiet, human angels
Subscribe and enjoy all the great music
We own all the rights to this song.
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Lyrics:
I see angels in the people who stay
When I’m quiet and pushing them away
They don’t fix me, they don’t pretend
They just sit with me until the end
I’ve been hard to love, I know it’s true
I disappear when I’m hurting you
Angels don’t fly, they don’t shine
They show up late and lose their time
They miss your calls, they break down too
But they still choose to come back to you
Angels borrow hoodies, sleep on floors
They hear your name through thin apartment walls
They tell you truth you don’t wanna hear
Then stay right there when it gets unclear
I’ve slammed doors I couldn’t mend
They knocked again like nothing ends
Angels don’t fly, they don’t shine
They show up late and lose their time
They miss your calls, they break down too
But they still choose to come back to you
Maybe I’m not saved, just understood
Maybe that’s the closest thing to good
If I’m still here, it’s thanks to them
My quiet, human angels










