All The Angels کے بول

Like the flower on my lapel Life is Heaven pinned on Hell And the pleasure to watch it grow Is a feelin' you didn't know But all the things you want Can be so demanding Existential quest to be The last one standing All the angles of your face That I didn't recognize I can no longer ignore No one else could take your place But I don't think that I Want to know you anymore Like the flower on my lapel Life is Heaven pinned on Hell And the promise to stay true Was the flower I pinned on you, on you All the angles of the face That I didn't recognize I can no longer ignore No one else could take your place But I don't think that I Want to know you anymore All the angles of your face That I didn't recognize I can no longer ignore