Angel City Lyrics
| Song | Angel City |
| Artist | Helicopter Girl |
| Album | Voodoo Chic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Joyce | |
| Angels in the heaven, demons on the ground | |
| My head is spinning somewhere in between | |
| Homes that look like mansions not so far away | |
| From the cardboard ones that make our streets unclean | |
| Lord, I don't know why, I just wound up here | |
| I can outrun the pain but I can't explain | |
| Why I can't outrun the fear | |
| Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
| Stayed back in my hometown | |
| And here in angel city | |
| There just ain't enough angels to go around | |
| Demons cast their blanket of darkness | |
| On the ground like nightfall | |
| We confuse with the magic in the air | |
| Oh, see that girl with the day-glow, halo | |
| She ain't been here long at all | |
| Says someday she's going back | |
| If she can just remember where | |
| The guy sleeping on the street | |
| Yeah, I wonder, does he pray? | |
| I wonder about me, why I don't get up and leave | |
| When I ain't got no reason to stay | |
| Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
| Stayed back in my hometown | |
| And here in angel city | |
| There just ain't enough angels to go around | |
| Yeah, they say this town is like quicksand | |
| I say, 'It's time, that I take my life | |
| Into my own hands, yeah, yeah' | |
| Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
| Stayed back in my hometown | |
| Here in angel city there just ain't | |
| Ain't enough angels to go 'round | |
| There just ain't enough angels to go around |
| zuo qu : Joyce | |
| Angels in the heaven, demons on the ground | |
| My head is spinning somewhere in between | |
| Homes that look like mansions not so far away | |
| From the cardboard ones that make our streets unclean | |
| Lord, I don' t know why, I just wound up here | |
| I can outrun the pain but I can' t explain | |
| Why I can' t outrun the fear | |
| Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
| Stayed back in my hometown | |
| And here in angel city | |
| There just ain' t enough angels to go around | |
| Demons cast their blanket of darkness | |
| On the ground like nightfall | |
| We confuse with the magic in the air | |
| Oh, see that girl with the dayglow, halo | |
| She ain' t been here long at all | |
| Says someday she' s going back | |
| If she can just remember where | |
| The guy sleeping on the street | |
| Yeah, I wonder, does he pray? | |
| I wonder about me, why I don' t get up and leave | |
| When I ain' t got no reason to stay | |
| Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
| Stayed back in my hometown | |
| And here in angel city | |
| There just ain' t enough angels to go around | |
| Yeah, they say this town is like quicksand | |
| I say, ' It' s time, that I take my life | |
| Into my own hands, yeah, yeah' | |
| Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
| Stayed back in my hometown | |
| Here in angel city there just ain' t | |
| Ain' t enough angels to go ' round | |
| There just ain' t enough angels to go around |
| zuò qǔ : Joyce | |
| Angels in the heaven, demons on the ground | |
| My head is spinning somewhere in between | |
| Homes that look like mansions not so far away | |
| From the cardboard ones that make our streets unclean | |
| Lord, I don' t know why, I just wound up here | |
| I can outrun the pain but I can' t explain | |
| Why I can' t outrun the fear | |
| Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
| Stayed back in my hometown | |
| And here in angel city | |
| There just ain' t enough angels to go around | |
| Demons cast their blanket of darkness | |
| On the ground like nightfall | |
| We confuse with the magic in the air | |
| Oh, see that girl with the dayglow, halo | |
| She ain' t been here long at all | |
| Says someday she' s going back | |
| If she can just remember where | |
| The guy sleeping on the street | |
| Yeah, I wonder, does he pray? | |
| I wonder about me, why I don' t get up and leave | |
| When I ain' t got no reason to stay | |
| Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
| Stayed back in my hometown | |
| And here in angel city | |
| There just ain' t enough angels to go around | |
| Yeah, they say this town is like quicksand | |
| I say, ' It' s time, that I take my life | |
| Into my own hands, yeah, yeah' | |
| Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder | |
| Stayed back in my hometown | |
| Here in angel city there just ain' t | |
| Ain' t enough angels to go ' round | |
| There just ain' t enough angels to go around |
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