Kamasutra - Angels

Some day's I could hardly catch my breath
Well I guess I've always lived life on the edge
I never want to kill my liver
Chuck that bottle by the river
I'd rather toss some shells at a master-blader
Watch him shiver, I'm a mess
I'll drive home and create a game of chess in my head
And lose to myself, and wonder if I close my eyes and drive
And I like to think that angels are having knife fights
Just for the fuck of it, and we're lucky just to have the choice to die
Maybe someday, hail a god above the street lights
Know exactly when the times right
I know exactly how to speak my mind, when angels have knife fights
Some days I just want to waste away
Erase you're memories from head
Forget reality, and just lay in bed
Always had the silent slipper
Sold my heart up by the zipper
Get it jammed in sideways just to poke fun at my flesh
Smash
And I like to think that angels are having knife fights
Just for the fuck of it, and we're lucky just to have the choice to die
Maybe someday, hail a god above the street lights
Know exactly when the times right
I know exactly how to speak my mind
And I like to think that angels are having knife fights
Just for the fuck of it, and we're lucky just to have the choice to die
Maybe someday, hail a god above the street lights
Know exactly when the times right
I know exactly how to speak my mind
When angels have knife fights

Written by:
Thomas North

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