angels are

 

oh I feel that crazy

a’creepin on me

things are gettin hazy

gettin hard to see

 

oh I feel that satan

tryna tell me wrong

that fella’s good at talkin

sings a pretty song

 

oh I feel that hatred

swallowin my guts

fight what’s on the inside

that’s how you go nuts

 

there’s a way

a door, a door

but I can’t find

the way no more

 

fuck my inhibitions

fuck my childhood too

fuck my gentle nature

do what sadists do

today we kill

tomorrow we maim

this week we bomb

a people train

let’s be the best

at being worse

we’re nothing but

live liverwurst

to shoot to score

to be a whore

to live to die

don’t fucking cry

it’s only another few days mama

we’ve only got this to behave mama

we can’t escape we are slaves mama

we’re children of angels

cuz angels are good

and angels are bad

and angels are–

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

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