| You’ve been feeling so bad
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| Like you’ve been
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| Kicked in the head
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| You’ve been feeling like murder lately
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| You should have spent the week in bed
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| Where you don’t have to face yourself
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| Angie (Angie) Angie (Angie)
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| How come you’re always
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| In the middle of a tragedy
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| How come you’re always
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| Walking down Tragedy Street
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| She’s the goddess of war
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| One kiss and she’ll
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| Blow your mind
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| She’s been sleeping with
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| An army of souls
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| And leaving their bones behind
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| Cos she just loves to live in pain
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| Angie Angie
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| I want you to know
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| I love you
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| Why oh why
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| Tell me why oh why
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| You’re always walking down
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| Tragedy street
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| And it does you no favours
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| To prophesise your vision of doom
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| I’ve seen you crawling up the walls for hours
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| And talking to empty rooms
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| But you don’t have to explain
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| Angie Angie Angie baby
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| How come you’re always
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| In the middle of a tragedy
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| How come you’re always
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| Walking down Tragedy Street
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| How come you’re always
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| Angie baby
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| In the middle of a tragedy
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| How come you’re always
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| Walking down Tragedy Street
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| I can see it in your eyes
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| I can see it in your face
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| And when I kiss your lips
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| It’s the aftertaste
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| Angie baby. |