Texty písní Sweet Off The Record Lost Angels

Lost Angels

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Infinity, like time without a friend
who'll sing the song, if melody should end
You're dead my friend

Chorus
Lost angels, come and take control
Lost angels, gonna keep a hold on, hold on, hold on
Gonna get on back to the life in the street
Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet
Gonna get back to the life in the street
We're lost angels
Gonna choose, the way, to rock' n' roll

Insanity I can feel the knives inside my brain
I stand alone, at the threshold of my pain

Chorus

How i see it now
All my friends inside my life appear before my eyes
(and i turn around)
And i turn in this space to see myself, dissapear

Chorus

Gotta get on back to the life in the street
Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet
Gotta get back to the life in the street
We're lost angels (till Fade)
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