surrounded by heads and bodies

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And Angela, she wears it like a dress
Ooh, post traumatic mess

And don't sleep, it hurts to be awake
The things they make her take
Angela, Angela

We don't speak, she stayed an extra week
Ooh, I see her in my sleep
Angela, oh Angela
(Angela)

𝘛𝘏𝘌 1975 𝘓𝘠𝘙𝘐𝘊 𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora