
Date of issue: 17.04.2001
Song language: English
Furious Angels |
Like a sentence to death |
I’ve got no options left |
I’ve got nothing to show now |
I’m down on the ground |
I’ve got seconds to live |
And you can’t go now |
Cause love, like an invisible bullet has shot me down and I’m bleeding — yeah, |
I’m bleeding |
And if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me You’re a dirty needle |
You’re in my blood and there’s no curing me And I want to run |
(like the blood from a wound) |
To a place you can’t see me Cause love, like a blow to the head, has left me stunned and i’m reeling — yeah, |
I’m reeling |
And if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me You're a cold piece of steel between my ribs and there's no saving me And I can't get up from this wet crimson bed that you made for me Cause love, like |
a knife in the back, has cut me down and I'm bleeding — yeah, |
I’m bleeding |
And if you go, angels will run to defend me — to defend me Cause i can’t get up |
I’m as cold as a stove |
I can feel the life fade from me |
I’m down on the ground |
I’ve got seconds to live |
Then what’s there that waits for me? |
Cause love, like a sentence of death has left me stunned, and i’m reeling — |
yeah, i’m reeling |
And if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me |