Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
William Fitzsimmons

Angela

 

Angela

(album: Mission Bell - 2018)


I can't believe that we burned through this whole pack of cigarettes
I swear to God there is nothing to do in this town
Maybe we'll find out that we're just not made for each other
Hell I don't care you're the best thing that I've ever found

Sooner or later we end up as fragile compartments
Tired of carrying a soul that is so far from home
I never said I was scared of eventually dying
My only fear is I might have to do it alone

Wherever you go I will find you
I will find you Angela

Sometimes at night I can still hear you laying beside him
Whispering about all the hurt that you're leaving behind
They tell me Jesus can fix all the ones who need healing
Wonder if you'll think of me when you open your eyes

Wherever you go I will find you
I will find you Angela
Wherever you go I will find you
I will find you Angela
Angela

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?