Fallen Angle

Fallen angel

Inside the house,
I see dead boys
Should i leave'em
Or die, with'em

I used to stay
When i saw my brother pray
That's not the thing for me
I just want to play
...and just to sing.

They got some girls
But don't make sex
They see a head
But don't around.

I used to say
When i saw my brother pray
That's not the thing for me
I just want to play
...and just to sing.

Once i was there
Put down the meat
But was so much
Got out to be free.

I used to stay
When i saw my brother pray
That's not the thing for me
I just want to play
...and just to sing.

Maybe i'm an angel
Maybe i'm a devil.
Maybe i'm an angel,
Maybe i'm a devil.
Angel... devil!