Besedila:
Wake The Like A Fallen Angel

skin too deep to be seen Like sickest revenge in this world we depend We suck life out of it Like blind leading the blind we head for the end Like machines

me with peace combine me with hate and I can't face defeat (nope) I did it all in a week still incomplete as I stand on my feet it take a lot to still

wake up to a wet dream Everyday's a Friday and every nights a sex scene Every week is fashion week and every day I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I

-toed to your room, But found your body gone, and left was just a hollow tomb I think at times like falling into the deepest sleep I wake and try to

mentality, for rhymin over instrumentals Flow like menstruals Men in car menaces, murder fresh-maker like Mentos Rock like cement, cum like semen Judgemental

've been wild angels, wild angels Watching over you and me, yeah Wild angels, wild, wild angels Baby what else could it be? Wild angels Wild angels Wild angels

And for that, I love you like my mother You always stay close to my heart like my sister and my brother, i know I'll never find another quite like

that his love will be repaid They shaved her head She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo A messenger arrived with a black nightingale I seen her on

Now I've got a question baby What makes you cry? 'Cause I haven't seen any water In the corners of your eyes For a day, or a week Or a month, or a year