If we Cut out the bad well then we'd have nothing left
Like I cut up your mouth the night I stuffed it all in
And you lied to the angels said I stabbed you to death
If we go out the same time
They'll clean up the mess
I lost my head
You couldn't come
This lust in my brain
Almost feels like a gun
Watched you bite into the bottle
Watched me kick outthe chair
Let you chew up the glass
And laugh 'cause you
Just hung there
I had thought of rose petals most perfectly pure
Then I thought of your petals and the abuse they've been through
I lost my head
You Couldn't come
This lust in my brain
Almost feels like a gun
Youlostyour head
Icouldn't come
This lust in my brain
Almost feels lika a
Almost feels like a
Almost feels like a gun
I told the angels
Can't stay in heaven
I asked the devil,
The devil,The devil
If we cut out the bad
well,then we'd have nothingleft
Like I cut up your angels
Yeah,You stabbed me to death
I lost my head
you couldn't come
This lust in my brain
almost feels like a gun
You lost your head
I couldn't come
This lust in my brain
almost feels just like a gun Now
I lost my head
You couldn't come
This lust in my brain
almost feels like a gun
I lostmy head
Youcouldn't come
This lust in my brain
Almost feels like a
Almost feels like a
Almost feels like a gun
Feels like a gun
Feels like a gun
Feels like a gun
Feels like a gun....
Cut Up Angels by The Used
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