Spell, Artebe
Stuck with fever in my head
Light another cigarette
Waiting for this day to pass by
Emptiness inside of me
I'm not who I want to be
I just wanna say good night and cry
You found
99 ways to die
And become an angel, A-N-G-E-L Angel
Angel of the dust
Walking down fear avenue
Hunting for some kind of clue
Life is just a losing game
My back's against the wall
God, I've never felt so small
Things will never be the same
You found
99 ways to die
And become an angel, A-N-G-E-L Angel
Angel of the dust
99 ways
To become an angel, A-N-G-E-L Angel
Angel of the dust
99 ways
To become an angel, A-N-G-E-L Angel
Angel of the dust