Your voice was once a sin of that
The murder sin was once a plot
And I was just a little girl
When I found out I had the world
And I discovered other things like
Angels don't really have wings
And God is just a figure here
To find a place for our death

And I want to go back, back to the sky
Where it all began
I want to go back, back to the sky
Where it all began

Your [?] trash is all you've got
You think you're worth it, they say not
You're stuck inside this empty zone
Our house is not really a home
When you're out lying on the floor
Just wishing that we're so much more
This life is such a competition
All the pretty kids are winning

I want to go back, back to the sky
Where it all began
I want to go back, back to the sky
Where it all began

And I discovered other things like
Devils are the ones with wings and
God was never really dead
I found him in Satan's bed

I want to go back, back to the sky
Where it all began
I want to go back, back to the sky
Where it all began