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lip critic - angel lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m at the drive+thru between staples and michaels
keeping my angel wings in my windbreaker
my eyes are locked on a sick man
waiting for him to cough so i can jump in
giving chest compressions
giving mouth to mouth
i wait here every night
keeping all of you in my sights
but i can’t seem to save every life
[chorus]
no point in running
if i never come out in lead
what’s the point
if i can’t be what these people need?
was i doomed from the start of it?
was i not meant to be a part of it?

[verse 2]
i see a n old woman
about to trip getting off the bus
and i throw divine energy
behind me in a forward thrust
but just as i am to catch her
my beanie slips, exposing a golden halo
and she looks at me and says
“you’re only an angel if i say so”

[bridge]
“comets coming in the morning
better get your bus tickets”
i’m screaming this at the station
and i only hear crickets
the steering wheel is serpents tongue
and it wraps itself right around my lungs
and it pulls me into the busses mouth
and it tells me i’m never getting out
[pre+chorus]
the steering wheel is a serpents tongue
the steering wheel is a serpents tongue
and i know that i’m never getting out
and i know that i’m never getting out

[chorus]
no point in running
if i never come out in lead
what’s the point
if i can’t be what these people need?
was i doomed from the start of it?
was i not meant to be a part of it?

[verse 3]
just as i try to run
my shoe is too tight
fall down the stairs and i take six flights
[?] the exit light
clings to the railing
ready to bite!
and there’s no use waiting
for the moment that i’m waiting
for the moment that i’m waiting
for the moment that i’m waiting
and there’s no use waiting
for the moment that i’m waiting
for the moment that i’m waiting
for the moment that i’m waiting
[bridge]
comet’s coming in the morning
better get your snow boots
not a thing left to plan for
not a thing to do
every word i say is a poison cut
every move i make is a bad haircut
every door you open is a door i shut

so what’s the point of trying to fix it up?

(but didn’t you know that?
but didn’t you know that?)

- lip critic lyrics

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