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• Artiste: Motorcycle Industry (The)
• Titre: Angela
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Well I have bit too many bullets and spit the lead out of my chest And I have walked too many miles to end up at these dead ends So rest those pretty eyes, girl, Keep your pretty hands away from mine And fall asleep with liars 'cause we're falling all the time And you're just waiting for that night, We come to spill our guts You're just waiting for that boy To put those dirty, filthy hands all over us My love, did we keep it going long enough To stay afloat for another week? And hey, sweet-heart, Write your name across my bathroom floor And we'll rest in peace Well, I spent my last paycheck On a ticket to your home Sleeping on the train's much better than sleeping all alone I hope he always holds you when it's cold outside, I hope he always kisses your head I hope he thinks you're thinking of him, When you're pretending I am dead But you're just waiting for that night We come to spill our guts You're just waiting for that boy To put those dirty, filthy hands all over us My love, did we keep it going long enough To stay afloat for another week? And hey, sweet-heart, Write your name across my bathroom floor And we'll rest in peace Don't take it personally, I've got a billion girls I'll keep inside of me Don't smile when you sleep, Cause we'll be coming around to ruin all your dreams But you're just waiting for that night We come to spill our guts You're just waiting for that boy To put those dirty, filthy hands all over us My love, did we keep it going long enough To stay afloat for another week? And hey, sweet-heart, Write your name across my bathroom floor And we'll rest in peace And oh, my love I trusted myself far too much And now it's gone to Hell And hey, sweet-heart, Write your name across my bedroom wall, And I promise that I will keep to myself