Angels歌词

作词 : Brooks Wackerman/Jonathan Seward/Brian Haner/Zachary Baker/Matthew Sanders
作曲 : Brooks Wackerman/Jonathan Seward/Brian Haner/Zachary Baker/Matthew Sanders
Took me years to make my motives clear
And the days have not been kind
Once a steady gaze and charming smile
Has been buried in the lines
I find
I walk in the noise
Quiet employs
And darkness
Seems to know just where I am
Mother wash the devil from my hands
Pray the lord I have the strength to stand
Mother tell me was it all a lie
Show me where the angels die
There are words that never found my lips
There are words I'd soon forget

Thought the trick was never to look back

But it seems I've lost my grip
I slip
The faster
We run now
The closer
The gun now
And somehow
All the bullets bear my name
Mother wash the devil from my hands
Pray the lord I have the strength to stand
Mother tell me was it all a lie
Show me where the angels die
Took the road but should have chased the stars
Now I've lost my own way home
Had a photo of the time we shared
But I burned it long ago
I know
I struck on the matches
Stuck in the ashes
Forgive me
Won't you simply speak my name
Mother wash the devil from my hands
Pray the lord I have the strength to stand
Mother tell me was it all a lie
Show me where the angels die oh die
The faster
We run now
The closer
The gun now
And somehow
We all found
The warmth of the gun now
The faster
We run now
The closer
The gun now
And somehow
We all found
The warmth of the gun now
The faster
We run now
The closer
The gun now
And somehow
We all found
The warmth of the gun now
The faster
We run now
The closer
The gun now
And somehow
We all found
The warmth of the gun now
The faster
We run now
The closer
The gun now
And somehow
We all found
The warmth of the gun now