Tell me what happened Tell me what happened Tell me what happened If you like Get off on the same floor Get off on the same floor Get off on the same
I'm putting your patience to the test. I'm putting your body on the line, for less. And didn't you know there was a choice? It's never yours but someone
Slip back out of whack, at your best It's a nightmare So I'm joining the Army Know how folks back out, I'll still call Will you wait for me now? We'
Animals on TV singing About some pain that they once felt There's no one that I disapprove of More or root for more than myself I wanted to pretend that
Happiness is two different things What you take and then what you bring One is pleasure, one is the flame One's devotion, one's just deranged Inside
Fire falling from the sky Rage of God is coming down Armageddon's drawing nigh Sinner cry, heathen die Hear the toll of pain, Gloria, Gloria In the fiery
made? I come to stay only for moments But how were you when I was gone? Once carved in two halves both sway a bit upside Angels and angles, I am the
the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song Gloria in excelsis deo Gloria in excelsis deo Come to Bethlehem and see Him whose birth the angles
In a room without a window, your head starts caving in Your mind takes you to places, that it's never been In a house without a hallway, there's nothing
's still you No right angles in my life, no right angles in my life So breathe, feel the open space Leave it all behind, coming into grace No right angles
Well I'm wrapped around your finger I'm never letting go You know I'm happy just to linger And let the feeling flow This must be an illusion I know this
? them Angels overtime Riding and driving and living So close to the edge Workin? them Angles, Workin? them Angles, Workin? them Angles? overtime Workin? them Angles Workin? them Angles
remember in this game it take two to tango Don't go to them let them come to you and work the angles I work the angles sharp and precise Dilated Peoples
There are angels in your angles There's a low moon caught in your tangles There's a ticking at the sill There's a purr of a pigeon to break the still
Check it out now I work the angles like, off the cushion in the sidepocket Electrifying like a live socket Hit em with all flavors, yup We tryin to be
I don't know why, I know where the pieces go. suddenly everything makes so much sense we lay our backs across your fence, feels like i'm almost human.
make you see Angles crying (the angles cry), when you're far away from me No denying (there's no deny), we were meant to be Angles are crying Angles are crying Angles
wasting his life His veins are full of evil serum But what's done is done Now he's trapped in flat of angles Hiding in flat of angles Right down to his
