Postcard from Los Angeles - The Killing Moon

You’re like a vampire when you bite

But just like all angels you fly away

Forget your lust burial forget them all

This mass grae has collected the last of its souls

So you thought that you were in the clear

And you thought that you could come back here

And continue with a smile from ear to ear

You’re not clever enough to change my mind

Unless heaven above falls from the sky

Try to fly without prosthetic wings

No one truely forgives and forgets

And you wonder why we’ll take you back to the start

Before you lost your heart

When you felt the same as I do

When you could put the past behind you

But now it’s too late and there won’t be another day

For you to turn my life around

Try to fly, you’ll hit the ground, I can see it now

Send a postcard from helLA

And you’re right where you belong

At least you don’t have tofeel guilty

When you’re singing your love songs