One day an angel told me time is fleeting behind me
Back up pistol, here comes a beating pistol [?] flower
But my days they move fast
Hey Carlos garden you've been drinking
Fool outta water
Lookin' for a new technique
They'd never believe I throw my weapons down
Another page turn of the book
Another one falls on their knees on the ground
The message from the tiger she shivered
Like a cord on a harp with a failure
Bedroom
He returned to the delusion of same
He reached for the lipstick and her handbag by the edge of the sink
It's a sad love surrounded by the lady of perpetual squalor
Lookin' for a new technique
They'd never believe I throw my weapons down
Another page turn of the book
Another one falls on their knees to the ground
Lookin' for a new technique
They'd never believe I throw my weapons down
Another page turn of the book
Another one falls on their knees to the ground
Apostle of Hustle - "My Sword Hand's Anger" Lyrics
Apostle of Hustle - "My Sword Hand's Anger" Lyrics
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One day an angel told me time is fleeting behind me
Back up pistol, here comes a beating pistol [?] flower
But my days they move fast
Hey Carlos garden you've been drinking
Fool outta water
Lookin' for a new technique
They'd never believe I throw my weapons down
Another page turn of the book
Another one falls on their knees on the ground
The message from the tiger she shivered
Like a cord on a harp with a failure
Bedroom
He returned to the delusion of same
He reached for the lipstick and her handbag by the edge of the sink
It's a sad love surrounded by the lady of perpetual squalor
Lookin' for a new technique
They'd never believe I throw my weapons down
Another page turn of the book
Another one falls on their knees to the ground
Lookin' for a new technique
They'd never believe I throw my weapons down
Another page turn of the book
Another one falls on their knees to the ground
Back up pistol, here comes a beating pistol [?] flower
But my days they move fast
Hey Carlos garden you've been drinking
Fool outta water
Lookin' for a new technique
They'd never believe I throw my weapons down
Another page turn of the book
Another one falls on their knees on the ground
The message from the tiger she shivered
Like a cord on a harp with a failure
Bedroom
He returned to the delusion of same
He reached for the lipstick and her handbag by the edge of the sink
It's a sad love surrounded by the lady of perpetual squalor
Lookin' for a new technique
They'd never believe I throw my weapons down
Another page turn of the book
Another one falls on their knees to the ground
Lookin' for a new technique
They'd never believe I throw my weapons down
Another page turn of the book
Another one falls on their knees to the ground
Writer: ANDREW WHITEMAN, DEAN STONE, JULIAN BROWN
Copyright: Lyrics © ARTS & CRAFTS MUSIC INC DBA GALLERYAC MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © ARTS & CRAFTS MUSIC INC DBA GALLERYAC MUSIC