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An angel will not cast a spell She tells the truth and it's straight from Hell The maiden is cold A tale best untold The wishin' well is far from here It's close to home, it'll cost an ear The ocean is weak A man incomplete I may be your anger I may be, I said I'm too scared to know Get me up from the bottom shelf A timely drink after show-and-tell A twenty-year-old A gaze best left cold The marching band, the distant rain A diamond band down the sink A dotted linе below A day with no snow And maybe you're happy And maybе you're sweet I'm too scared to know My girl, she's got a way A way of sayin' things Letras de cancionesAnd she drips like honey straight down the drain She can make a dead man sing She wears that dress around Some days I'd rather drown And grasp for air while I'm in her hair I can feel it goin' down And she's gonna be the dream inside my home I was spoon-fed, young and weak and fully-grown Well, she gon' Be the mountain that I call home And I raise our flag And we don't Drain the fountain Of our days away Well, she gon' Be the mountain that I call home And I raise our flag And we don't Drain the fountain Of our days away From Letras Mania