Fallen Angel

Written by Traci Lords, Ben Watkins and Johann Bley

 

You say you wake up in the morning feeling used Like a fallen angel tired and bruised

It’s got you feeling so insane more dead then alive Loves got you stained on the inside

Oh is it love, love, love. Oh is it love sweet love. Oh is it love, love, love. Oh is it love sweet love.

So don’t tell me you feel pretty when you’re such a mess. Just try to remember and don’t forget. We’re all dancing in the darkness don’t turn out the light. I want so bad to ease your pain on the inside. Love. Love. Love. Oh is it love sweet love

Oh is it love, love, love. Oh is it love sweet love

Drowning in excess. Thoughts of suicide. Like a mirror you can’t hide. Fallen angel. Fallen angel.

You can’t hide. Fallen angel.

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