[Intro: Distorted Train Crashes & Amped Up Distorted Guitar Riff] [Verse] Back towards the asphalt. Face looking up on the clouds... Motionless and stiffness. It's feeling cold today... [Drums kicks in] Missing half of my external form. It's time to grow some wings, Something just came in the mail, It hit me by surprise, I was told I should be dead, I was told it was my guardian angel... [Instrumental] Sixty-Four passengers. All were fearful as me... The screaming babies didn't help. All I saw was gold sparks fly... No one's there, I knew could say my name. And no one's there, for me to say theirs back... Could've been my last Something just came in the mail, It hit me by surpriise, I was told I should be dead, I was told it was my guardian angel... [Instrumental] ... [Instrumental] ... [Instrumental] (Mmmmmmmmmmm) [Instrumental] (Mmmmmmmmmmm) [Instrumental] (Mmmmmmmmmmm) [Distorted Guitar Solo] Something just came in the mail, It hit me by surprise, I was told I should be dead, I was told it was my guardian angel... Something just came in the mail, Could've been my last! I was told I should be dead! I was told it was my guardian angel... [Distorted Guitars Outro Instrumental]