Angel Songtext
von Think About Mutation

Newspaper eyes and different glowing shoes
You have to feel alright
And you′re not chuck the boat but the TV roots
Kate Winslet without mood

There she goes
Unwise cold temper
Spell these words
And draw inside

She looks like lyrics of a pop record
This is her access code
She wants to know what love is not a curse
Jump at the train of thought
Show your world
And watch light dimmers
Nervous, clever
Rocks your eyes, rocks your eyes
Spell these words


You faceless chicken without chance
A tasty rumour in a trance
Laugh, goodbye
An issue without attitude
I guess that's what you really need
Need, need, need, need, need, need, need, need, need

There she goes
Unwise cold temper
Spell these words
And draw inside

Eat your words
You angel without attitude
You′re so too for a boring dude
That's your life

You're an angel without attitude
A sunset for a boring dude
An angel without attitude
An angel without attitude