Angel - Throwing Muses

I’m looking to you I hope more

And junk in my heart will be

I wanna stretch my skin around you

Let you stretch yourself

But I stop your hands each time

I stop your hands each time each times three

And save you each time and save you

Angel falls to sa

Ve your skin

She falls under

And she carries him with her

And save you

It was a good night if she got up

When she fell down

And she found herself in bed alone

Spastically romantic and we look for something weirder

Don’t hate our bodies so bad

I’m looking to you I hope more

And junk in my pelvic bones will be

Each time each times three

And save you each time and save you

Angel falls to save your skin

She falls under

And she carries him with her

And save you