Casual Dreams (Angel of Sadness)

As this city sleeps I give you open arms with more to keep Now I'mma make you beg for mercy As you would have me do As the home crowd marinates and laughs at you Even though the man is deaf I still say excuse me I respect him as he was in place to abuse me I laugh, I smile, in hopes that they won't A gasp, a given child, whom copes when they don't I've had this mark since birth But it's so not a birth mark I think it's a hurt spot, a dirt art I feel like I died Like I'm buried alive The truth is I feel like I'm tired Like I'm barely alive Now my eyes are red Heavy, Lively Just a little past dead A meal past bread As this city sleeps It dreams of a scene A peaceful place in defeat