Angels – Daan – letras

We had no trouble with the face of any plotwhen I’d been out stealing in a closet I was caughtI said never but was the first to direct youcaue your own suicide was legal as infracturesI’m on a train without a traction I’m lost on a roidthat owns a fraction I’m raising my stakewhile my time I’m spending on rubber dolls and outlawsbut I tracked you to collect you protect youfrom mercy from morals and I never would neglect youfor my angers my laughs that ain’t rollingbut your own genocide was mentally directed byforces sweet forces that deranged youor be cocked or outknocked by amazingstaindrops but it’s been so wrong it’s been so longyes I’ve been a fool to be tempte to treat youfor beating the record the simonized packardthe girl on the roam that ain’t never getting picked upsmahsed up stuck inside a resto rumble I got the phonebut I never get I dial tone angels could have crooked youcould have booked you to go tripping in timbuktubut would you would you prefer to refer to your nephewwhite outlined curfewangels could have crooked you could have booked youto go triping in timbuktu but would you would youprefer to refer to your nephew white outlined curfewforces no forces could retain youor be blocked our outknocked by outrageouspit stops but I’ve been so wrong yes I’ve been so longyes I’ve been so wrong to be there to protect youI’m not the wrecker the window or the mekkathe man on the roam that ain’t never getting backed upsmashed up steering like a renegade ramblerI got the phone but I never get a dial tonebut instead I’m caling to rapped upand mapped up a stone a breeze a number oneyeah I’m a song an open doorwhile all my patients are rudewhile I’m inspecting the rodeoand not adore you or bore youbut I’m about to warn you I got a lesson for youlove is the rapture an honesty failurelove is a record that I wont play for youangels could have crookedyou could have booked youyo go tripping in timbuktu but would youwould you prefer to refer to your nephewwhite outlined curfew