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Angel Am I
04:54
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Angel am I
Returning through our broken little door
Cast out of paradise
I’m now coming back once more
This time I bring no gifts for you
I bring no earthly pleasure
This time I bring a rod of fire
And scales for which to measure
Haunted by your vision
I’ve worn tracks into the floor
Oh how I’ve suffered
Just as much as a man in any war
I have pleaded for your mercy
For your touch that would redeem
But you shan’t deny me vengeance
I will haunt your every dream
Cracking sound of thunder
Crashes down, cripples, leaves you broken
More power there
Than all the words that I have left unspoken
But now I leap before you, Love
Into the deep black Abyss
You shall not forget this moment
And you shall not forget this kiss
I will haunt your every dream
And you shall not forget this kiss
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Shot down, kicked down, stabbed at and mauled
Slapped round, stared down, beaten and fallen
Cheated, mistreated, bought and then sold
Toasted and roasted, then left in cold
I get back up
Each time you kick me down
I got a rose in my teeth
And a thorn in my crown
My heart’s up in flames
And my head’s in the sky
I’m beaten but Babe
I’m the man who refuses to die
Staked out, raked out, and over the coals
Taken out, shaken out, and cast in the hole
Messed up, confessed up, the victim of lies
Fated and hated, and left here to cry
I get back up…
Bombarded, discarded, left to carry this load
Forgotten, left rotten, by the side of the road
Stood up, strung up, and hung out to dry
Bailed up, nailed up, and left there to die
I get back up…
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Paper Dolls
04:20
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I’ve got money to burn
You could be my paper doll
Three sheets to the wind it’s time we sinned
Destroy my fucken soul
You ain’t nothin’ to me
And I ain’t nothin’ to you
But inside the dark we could find that spark
And ignite our natures true
Show me where the world began
I’ll show you how it ends
You scream and cry, I live and die
The noble spirit bends
You scream and cry, I live and die
The noble spirit bends
I won’t weep, let reason sleep
I won’t tell tales
Of love that never mends
Push on through your door again
And you hold out your arm
You shed your skin I climb within
Your one pathetic charm
You’ve got nothing to lose
You could be my soft machine
Drink one more round get down on the ground
I wanna hear you scream
Show me where the world began...
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Take Me as I Am
03:29
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Take me as I am
Take me here I stand
I know I’m not much it’s true
But I’m nothing without you
I’m lost and I’m broken
My words left unspoken
I’ve wandered by the wayside
My dreams have fallen through
It’s hard to face the truth
And it’s hard to see the use
Of picking up the pieces
Of a life that won’t bear fruit
Everything decays
Everything goes away
And judgement comes to someone
Every single day
No matter how you try
No matter how you cry
Nothing stays the same
Even memory will change
Take me as I am
Take me here I stand
I know I’m not much it’s true
But I’m nothing without you
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Little Girl Beware
04:22
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O little girl you must beware
That man is bad you must take care
He talks of sweets and pretty things
He buys you ribbons buys you rings
He holds your hand and combs your hair
But little girl I said beware
His eyes are cold and hands are cracked
Your delicate frame he has tracked
For forty days and forty nights
And led you far from burning lights
Into the dark were you can’t see
The nature of this type of beast
O Little girl I’m coming soon
Beneath the quiv’ring silver moon
Steal you away into the night
I’ll hide you well and we’ll take flight
I’ll hold your hand and comb your hair
And you shall have no want or care
I love you O my child of God
I am His staff, I am His rod
I am the Shepard, you’re the lamb
And I shall lead your little hand
To brighter days and we shall be
Two happy souls just you and me
But some days I may draw the shades
And I’ll need your arms around me
But some days I may draw the shades
And I’ll need your lips upon me
To comfort me through life’s hard blows
My shield from grief and raining woes
Forgive me all these liberties
And do not feel so ill at ease
For I have done so much for you
I know you know my heart is true
Tears on your cheeks soft as dew
But don’t you cry my heart is true
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Wait for My Soul
04:40
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She was coming down
I was coming on
A pool of broken dreams
Had spilled out on the floor
When restless souls lie still
What things do they dream?
Could careless action seem
To be a servant of the will?
Needle in the groove
Careful you can drown
She loosens out her hair
And lays her body down
No matter how I try
No matter where I go
The memory of that moment
Will not release its hold
In empty rooms on late nights
By windows lit with moonlight
I wonder does she wait for my soul
And if I ever had control
Did I ever have control?
I dreamt of her transgression
And drifted on and on
Awaking aeons later
To find her spirit gone
No rain no black umbrellas
No long black limousine
The sun beat down so harshly
On that lonely little scene
No matter how I try
No matter where I go
The memory of that moment
Will not release its hold
In empty rooms on late nights
By windows lit with moonlight
I wonder does she wait for my soul
And if I ever had control
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