Fences - Songs About Angels Lyrics
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Songs About Angels
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What Are The Lyrics For Songs About Angels By Fences?
Well, this life can be such a devil
So I wrote the songs about angels I took my coat, I went to the city I drank and I dropped and isn't it pretty For you, I would do anything For you, I would do anything I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it Well, this life can be such a devil So I wrote the songs about angels And a nightmare stuck in the catcher I'm weaving So I sat in the car and dreamed about dreaming For you, I would do anything For you, I would do anything I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it Chalk it up to bad luck Just chalk it up to the lightness I think that death is coming around I think that death is coming around I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it Chalk it up to bad luck Just chalk it up to the lightness Chalk it up to bad luck Just chalk it up to the lightness |
Who Wrote Songs About Angels By Fences?
Ben Greenspan, Christopher Mansfield
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What's The Duration Of The Songs About Angels By Fences?The duration of Songs About Angels is 3:02 minutes and seconds. |
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