Letra de Late for devil

I used to be a Capricorn, stolen, a mother bore me with all her love.
Cavities, and tiny portions, shared amongst my fellow orphans.
One always get away.
Neither eye has grown, a pupil, soggy bones, home is where the heart is.
Wave goodbye and wish good tidings, it was good for while it lasted.
I have been moved along.

Well I suppose, it´s better than never my soul, is late for the devil.
I must have missed him calling out.
I smile, for the first time ever, my soul, flies through heaven.
The early bird gets the worm.

No time to lose, I am, new to experienced the ways, of my world.
Feel an awkward breeze, the bending of my knees.
Rejoice, I am at peace.

Well I suppose, it´s better than never my soul, is late for the devil.
I must have missed him calling out.
I smile, for the first time ever, my soul, flies through heaven.
The early bird gets the worm.

Do the walls come falling hands. Much too young to understand.
Things don´t ever go to plan, I´m upsidedown.
Again... Oh...

Feel an awkward breeze, the bending of my knees.
Rejoice, I am at peace.

Well I suppose, it´s better than never my soul, is late for the devil.
I must have missed him calling out.
I smile, for the first time ever, my soul, flies through heaven.
Here I am reborn, again. Reborn again...