The Dirty Work - The Insyderz

My wings you cannot see

If you could you might think twice

They aren’t very beautiful

They’ll never be snow white

My hands are not pristine

My nails are all chewed off

But they’ve laid upon the sick and weak

While prayers were whispered soft

I’ll never be that golden crown

I’ll never be a story to tell

Like an angel with dirty wings

Caught between Heaven and Hell

These eyes have seen things

No one should ever see

Death and Lust, Hate and Fear

Etched in memory

You see I’m very far from perfect

More like wretched if asking me

My debts are more than most I bet

But the truth still sets me free