Someone's always coming around here, trailing some new kill
Says I've seen your picture on a hundred dollar bill
And what's a game of chance to you, to him is one of real skill
So glad to meet you
Angeles
Picking up the ticket shows, there's money to be made
Go on and lose the gamble, that's the history of the trade
And you add up all the cards left to play to zero
And sign up with evil
Angeles
Don't start me trying now
'Cos I'm all over it
Angeles
I could make you satisfied in everything you do
All your secret wishes could right now be coming true
And be forever with my poison arms around you
No one's gonna fool around with us
No one's gonna fool around with us
So glad to meet you
Angeles
-Angeles by Elliott Smith.-
JUST A NOTE:
I'm tragically in love with Elliott Smith.
You'll be seeing lots of his lyrics on this page.
Whenever I post his lyrics, it usually means the lyrics somehow portray what I'm going through or I'm just madly fascinated by the phrases.
In this case, I'm going through a bit of this.
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i like your blog, are all of the posts lyrics?
ReplyDeleteno, i just write whatever im thinking, typically in some weird form that might look like lyrics.
ReplyDeleteif they are lyrics, though, ill say that they are.
and thankss