Angelface (multiples 5 Vs Travel 4) Lyrics - You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having - Atmosphere

I love this fucking country (who feels me?) 

And she loved me more than I could imagine 

So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic 

Ran away from the backyard to drift some more 

Woke up in Texas next to a liquor store 

With a woman who don't even drink alcohol 

Big letters "IRONY" tagged on the wall 

She was named for another flat land 

We had a strong back then 

In common, we had a bond 

That would never see the break of dawn 

To damn afraid of the queen trying to take the pawn (threw that away) 

Yes, yes headed out west and got undressed 

With the nurture that she gave me 

Made me trip and get obsessed 

There was a lady in Los Angeles 

That handled this the way the manual suggest 

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She turned me on to music that I never heard before 

She told me stories from a cup I haven't leaned to pour 

And I don't know who hurt it more 

Professional journals or perpetual burn holes 

Scarring up the dirty floor (peace) 

Found a hollow hole in the Colorado snow 

It's like I follow anywhere el Diablo go 

Took a stroll with the feline 

And sat silent while the snow flakes fell into the design 

Can't let her dance up on top on the top floor 

Been there done that 

What do you think it's locked for? 

I've lost more to my traveling soul 

Then I care to talk about so I'll be out, I'll be on the road 

(Down, down) Down in Gainesville 

No stranger to shame. Coltrain and pain pills 

Sometimes the ceiling's to easy to stare at 

But it keeps me from a forest full of snare traps and bear traps 

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And it can't come clean without the sun beams 

And it ain't complete without the drum beats 

I can tell she don't want me "as is" 

Time to climb back into the van and make the back stiff 

And I had to add one more story to the infinite 

Already interwoven through a New York cigarette 

Ex-lover and a best friend 

Best lover and an ex-friend'll bend for alcoholic sentimentalism 

And the rhythm of religion on the p.a. make the people here say, 

"God bless the deejay" 

She stays to wait for a replay 

While I wonder if I'll be able to hear it from the freeway? 

Chicago, inside of an empty bottle 

There's a thin line between gossip and gospel 

And there's a house over there near Wicker Park 

Where I found out smart was afraid of the dark 

Had to break a heart just to help me heal up 

Tie a knot in the stomach just to help me seal up 

Make sure the demons stay beneath the core 

Pray for you and yours and whoever you believe in more 

Look around you there's angels amongst us 

(Look around you there's angels amongst us) 

Sittin' in the rain at some sidewalk cafe 

Half of her wet cigarette in the ash tray 

She's tryin' to find a lost soul to save 

And I'm a lost soul trying to find a road that's paved 

Keep faith in my suitcase, pack my beliefs 

Angels exist, I've even seen some sleep 

I love this fucking country (who feels me?) 

And she loved me more than I could imagine 

So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic