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An An Angel

 

An An Angel


Let's play a song

What you see in men, does my rugged sheet cut scars like daggers
Faces on the wall, we can't touch you but you move our hobby
Reach into the hall, step around the feast and find the lobby
Open up the door, see an angel and you'll lose your body

Pretty angel
Pretty angel
Pretty angel
Pretty angel

Picking out a name, stretching out on your sheets
Isabelle, Isabelle, can't you hear me I can't tell
Is the devil in the room, is he hiding in the first drawer
Hold me dear, hold me dear, can't you feel me touch your ear

Meat was on the bone, but the children huddled and devoured
Keep them in the home, but their minds go where their bikes can't take them
Flinching finds me first, so I'll hide 'til she is in the basement
When I light the match, touching angels' shadows on the ceiling

Pretty angel
Pretty angel
Pretty angel
Pretty angel

Racing 'round the room, your forehead is like fire
Isabelle, Isabelle, no one's talking you're not well
Looking like a ghost, doctors shaking their heads
Say my name, say my name can't you see that I'm to blame
I'm to blame

The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow

Grab the preachers throat, can't you see the light within the shutters
Who set up the ball, can't you see your dancing frees my chances
Put me on my feet, there's an angel with a hand that's open
Write my name in ink, send a letter to the ground and beg him

Pretty angel
Pretty angel
Pretty angel
Pretty angel

Folding all your clothes, changing all your bed sheets
Isabelle, Isabelle, you're not with me where I dwell
Drinking from your glass, smash it on the pyre
Isabelle, Isabelle, can't you hear me I can't tell
I can't tell

The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow
The birds are calling for you, please don't follow

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