My Idle Little Fingers - ANGELS Lyrics

You got a new friend
Oh, but what's his name though
They're never good enough
Don't let it get too rough
Yeah you been writing books
I never see them
Your words are clearer now
I wouldn't get too proud
[00:46.08]You've got a new friend [00:48.25]
She's not the same though
[00:50.55]Been through a bit too much [00:52.91]
Can't seem to find your touch
[00:55.44]Too strong to choke it down [00:57.96]
[00:58.03]Yeah, things feel stranger now [01:00.14]
[01:00.21]Too strong to sleep it off [01:02.75]
[01:02.85]Don't think I've had enough [01:05.14]
Telling lies, telling lies, say you're writing works of fiction
Perfect teeth, perfect eyes go with your perfect diction
Swear to god, swear to god, but you ain't got no religion, no
And I know you've got needs
But it's always such a let down
[02:00.73]And you've gotta believe [02:03.60]
You gotta stay down to get down
Oh, you've gotta believe
You gotta know who you are and what you came for
Chasing lights like all the other angels on the dance floor
Touch your thighs and believe that this isn't what he came for, no
And you gotta believe
We're gonna die rich and famous
And you gotta concede
That this is far from f*cking painless
Oh, you've gotta believe
Oh, you've gotta believe
Oh, you've gotta believe