Lyrics:
No angels could beckon me back
And it's hotter than hell where I'm at
I am an animal with you
An ode to the boy I love
Boy, I'll die to care for
got a bottle of Rose, so let's try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davy and Killer Joe
And I'll take you all out to where the Gypsy angels go
They're built
Stakes unscarred by limitation
'Tween a man named Gold and man named Mud
Club filled gold with greedy vapors
'Til his long, green eyes did glow
Mud was
Shots go by
Right in the heart
Bare skin, showered and glazed
Strut across the living blaze
And gasoline
Striking the match
As it blows
She grows
Every time that you walk by
I can't believe that I have to live without you
Every time I hear your name
It hits me just the same
I wish that I
to herself
Sitting by a window--breathin' on the glass
Time will tell, time will pass
'Cause when you're young sometimes little things seem larger than life
just a free rambling man
But that was a long time and no matter how I try
Those years just flow by like a broken down dam
Make me an angel that
yeah, to Malibu
Oceans of angels
Oceans of stars
Down by the sea is where you
Drown your scars
I can't be near you
The light just radiates
I
Fallen angel
Everyone I see reminds me of you
I keep turnin' round
Expectin' you to be there
I keep seein' our past
Through my looking glass
wings like a dove,
Soaring to shamayim (Heaven) where the angels call in love
And the glory of Hashem fits like a glove
Hashem rules the world
try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davey and Killer Joe and
I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go
They're built like light and they dance like
better angels
I see, see me
One way out, only one way
Out of this
Unfreeze those wings that you treat
In your chrysalis
Blazing east to the west
On the straight and narrow path
You need to learn to bend
Get a good square keep it level
Have grace to face the devil
You'll need an angel flying by your side
Long time ago in Bethlehem
So the Holy Bible say
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ
Was born on Christmas day
Hark now hear the angels sing
nervous (lil' bitch)
Saint Laurent Don fresher than detergent (I be clean)
Got a crush on this waitress, ho, she serve me (nah mean?)
Porsche headlights
Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die
But some cry, and gets by, while others choose to wonder why
His life was took at such an early
Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die
But some cry, and gets by, while others choose to wonder why..
His life was took at such
They were standing by the window
On the night he kissed her cheek
He had waited long in silence
Waited long for her to speak
When at last he
man
Let me wait until this
Muthafuckin C.O. walk by, man
I'm finna ask him what's up
Hold on, real quick
French game, proper
Got to spend a copper
break me and meet your maker
All that is taken shall return to us all
I am the smoke and mirror. I'm the the saint among sinners
All that is evil will
Guru!
By good fortune, I met my Saint Guru
and I have found that the immortal creator is within the home my own self
and so I will always serve you
of the play - You got what you deserved
Now...
Now they draw, they suck the blood from your veins
Now...
Life-Devouring Demons showing up as Saints
Reckless
Here's where all the girlfriends sing
She don't know
He's a complicated man
She don't know
He's a very complicated man
I got all my records
Categorized by
don't really care
Their saints do not cry out, their martyrs don't bleed
But their way is not what you need
Not what you need
Chorus
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