A one winged angel with post-its for feathers
They're used to smoke some power everyday
Or writing suspicious letters
So you can write things that you have not meant
Just to keep the interest and wake the attention
That you desire
I know you've got a void next to your heart
To protect it you need the powder in your lungs to
Not fall apart
So I'll help you knowing what's in it for you
I'll keep you in the know
But to be perfectly honest with you
No one wants to hear good news anymore
So I'll help you let your bad times roll
Till your blues turns back to brown
I'll help you surf the waves up and down
Up and down up and down we go
Up and down up and down we go, hey!
Up and down up and down we go
Up and down up and down we go
A one winged angel with post-its for feathers
They're used to smoke some power everyday
Or writing suspicious letters
So you can write things that you have not meant
Just to keep the interest and wake the attention
That you desire
I know you've got a void next to your heart
To protect it you need the powder in your lungs to
Not fall apart
But with every post-it I give away
Part of my memories will go astray
So I'll try the powder for you
So you'll know it's not poisonous
While I'm at it you explain that cheating's just
A form of lust
So I'll help you let your bad times roll
You'll never have to frown
I'll help you surf the waves
So I'll help you knowing what's in it for you
I'll keep you in the know
But to be perfectly honest with you
No one wants to hear good news anymore
So I'll help you let your bad times roll
You'll never have to frown
I'll help you surf the waves up and down
Up and down up and down we go
Up and down up and down we go, hey
Up and down up and down we go
Up and down up and down we go, yeah
Up and down up and down we go
Up and down up and down we go, hey
Up and down up and down we go
Up and down up and down we go, yeah
Up and down up and down we go
Up and down up and down we go, hey
Up and down up and down we go
Up and down up and down we go
Up and down up and down we go
I'm the one winged angel
I had post-its for feathers
They were used to smoke some power everyday
Or writing suspicious letters
But with every post-it I gave away
Part of my memories will go astray
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