Lyrics Guardian Angel - Tim Timebomb

Guardian Angel

Holes in the sky, holes in the street
Holes in a matter, way down your feet
Changes gonna come where you’re open mind
A sign in the day in the daily grind
Ain’t got no emperors, they got no kings
It’s just us doing our thing
Works for poet, jacks, and theives
You’re the one with no shoes on your feet
You’re my guardian angel!
You’re my guardian angel!
Truth be told: Business call
Is cold fast train on a track that’s old
Another violent nightmare recap
Split skulls and broken knee caps
West hips, I can’t explain it
This way is too big to contain it
Way too strong detained
Too hard to go and free them
You’re my guardian angel!
You’re my guardian angel!
You’re my guardian angel!
You’re my guardian angel!
You’re my guardian (Guardian!) angel!
You’re my guardian (Guardian!) angel!
You’re my guardian (Guardian!) angel!
You’re my guardian (Guardian!) angel!