Rapture Was Yesterday

And I hope the angel takes you to an illustrious place
Where you don't have to rely on other people's mistakes
(Other people's mistakes)

It's not your fault
That you don't exist
That you don't exist
A sandbox of tragedy
A house with a broken staircase
Suffering
Now we are all suffering
In the doorway to a heavy uphill
The truth lies still
No one accepts you
No one except you
No one, no
No one except you
And I hope the angel takes you to an illustrious place
Where you don't have to rely on other people's mistakes
(Other people's mistakes)

It's not your fault
That you don't exist
That you don't exist
Don't make me come back screaming
(Well, maybe you are)
A mouthful of broken pieces
(A mouthful of scars)
A taste of what loneliness is
(Like a six month period)
A mix of liver and rubber, cut a little
Don't look away
It's too late now
Too late now
Too late now
So my fault for taking you in
I just want you to exist
So my fault for taking you in
I just want you to exist
I just want you
I just want you
Don't you want it?
Something of your own
Don't you want it?
Something of your own
(Of your own)