LOST
LETS START TO DIG MY SOUL
THERES A WORLD OF LIES INSIDE
SPIT INTO MY SOUL
I CAN CARRY THAT LOAD
SPEAK TO ME
YOUR PRESENCE MAKE ME FEEL
CLONE THE GUILT
CHILDREN OF A THOUSAND SINS
USED TO BE ANGELS
USED TO BE ANGELS SINCE
LETS STOP THIS EARTH IM BORED
BEEN SO LONG IN DECAY
STOP THIS CRUEL WORLDS CLOCK
I CAN CARRY THAT CROSS
SPEAK TO ME
YOUR PRESENCE MAKE ME FEEL
CLONE THE GUILT
CHILDREN OF A THOUSAND SINS
USED TO BE ANGELS
USED TO BE
LOST-IN YOUR LOVE
IN THE CITY WHERE ANGELS FALLS
IN THE CITY OF NOTHING TO DO AND NOWHERE TO GO
LETS STOP THIS EARTH IM BORED
BEEN SO LONG IN DECAY
STOP THIS CRUEL WORLDS CLOCK
I CAN CARRY THAT CROSS
SPEAK TO ME
LOST-IN YOUR LOVE
IN THE CITY WHERE ANGELS FALLS
IN THE CITY OF NOTHING TO DO AND NOWHERE TO GO
AND WHEN YOU SEE AN ANGEL DOWN
MAKE A WISH AND CRY OUT LOUD MY NAME
YOURE NOT THE SAME
LOST-IN YOUR LOVE
IN THE CITY WHERE ANGELS FALLS
IN THE CITY OF NOTHING TO DO AND NOWHERE TO GO
LOST- IN YOUR LOVE
IN THE LAND OF MY LOVES DESPAIR
IN THE CITIES OF CROSSES TO WORSHIP AND
NEVER TO DARE...
Artist: Future Islands
Artist: The Four Seasons
Artist: Matisse