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Modern Angel

I never said those things you buried
Of all the liars you¡¯ll be so cynical
The modern angel¡¯s so hard to come by
I hate to touch your sticky come

There are things that one should never see (x2)

I don¡¯t know what you¡¯ve started saying no
Criminal conscience can¡¯t listen to bodies
Stay low, lock the door
I know there¡¯s more than just aching in store

I want a gun that¡¯s sexual
You wanted size?
I¡¯ll give you a big tour
Big crane garaged your brain
Pain is a gas & gauge is your force

There're things that one should never see (x2)

Your modern angels gone to ruin
Ignorance stick-in-buts still lead the world
As the century fades from view
She give a fuck if you reach twenty-two

Who want to do find happiness?



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Modern Angel
Front 242

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