Eric Matthews

Angels For Crime

Eric Matthews


middle of the week
can I come and see you can I come arouse
laughing over last times
smashing us down
smashing us down
no one try and reach me
save me, catch me, please me
I'll be quiet just erase my mind (my mind)

dreams that fall around my ankles that chime
angels for crime that scream a secret
that no one's breathing
getting out of bed it's a bloody blood-shed
you could do without
fill another wine

middle of the week
can I come and see you
can I come be aroused

smashing us down
I'm smashing us down