Whispering sweet nothings with secrets for to tell Evening light is waning a wish to cast a spell Hours past the dim light and I begin to fall away Hours past the dim light and I begin to fall Eyelids getting heavy and then I hear your call Waiting for the rhythm the waking never ends Looking like the undead with willingness to bend I have fallen too deep The angel will grant me no sleep I have fallen to deep The angel will grant me no sleep It's not for lack of trying it's filling me with dread Motivation dying am I already dead Draining me my body it's withering away Once again I hear you restart our nightly sway Blue light is appearing my body feels so cold Fingers are like needles you're mine alone to hold Whispered my sweet nothings my secrets gone and told Weaving tales of darkness to cast this magic spell I have fallen too deep The angel will grant me no sleep I have fallen too deep The angel will grant me no sleep