Chase Atlantic — ANGELS
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It’s getting late
I know you probably want to stay
It’s complicated but
I’m in the mood to spill my brains to you
If you ain’t busy, take a walk with me
We could get high and you could talk to me
I ain’t been doing way too good lately
I’m losing signal in the hills, I’m having difficulties
Calling on my angels
It’s getting darker and I’m starting to get anxious
Nobody told me I’d be lonely when I’m famous
The only number on my phone I haven’t changed yet
Calling on my angels
Calling on my angels
It’s getting darker and I’m starting to get anxious
Nobody told me, «boy, it’s lonely when you’re famous»
The only number on my phone I haven’t changed yet
Calling on my angels
Pleasure and pain feel the same to me
I lost my faith but I still believe there’s something
Blood in my eyes made it hard to see that
I went out searching for an angel then you came to me, my darling
If you ain’t busy take a walk with me
We could get high and you could talk to me
Haven’t been doing way too good lately
I’m losing signal in the hills, I’m having difficulties
Calling on my angels
It’s getting darker and I’m starting to get anxious
Nobody told me I’d be lonely when I’m famous
The only number on my phone I haven’t changed yet
Calling on my angels
Calling on my angels
It’s getting darker and I’m starting to get anxious
Nobody told me, «boy, it’s lonely when you’re famous»
The only number on my phone I haven’t changed yet
Calling on my angels
Calling on my angels
Heaven is watching from like 40 different angles, yeah
I know I should be grateful
Make conversation with the voices at the table
Guess things are different to me
And if I talk I know you’ll listen to me
Haven’t been doing way too good lately
I’m losing signal in the hills, I’m having difficulties
Calling on my angels
It’s getting darker and I’m starting to get anxious
Nobody told me I’d be lonely when I’m famous
The only number on my phone I haven’t changed yet
Calling on my ang…
Calling on my angels
It’s getting darker and I’m starting to get anxious
Nobody told me, «boy, it’s lonely when you’re famous»
The only number on my phone I haven’t changed yet
Calling on my angels
