Furious Angels (instrumental)

By Rob Dougan

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Like a sentence of death

I’ve got no options left

I’ve got nothing to show now

I’m down on the ground

I’ve got seconds to live

And you can’t go now

‘Cause love, like an invisible bullet has shot me down and I’m bleeding – yeah, I’m bleeding

And if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me

You’re a dirty needle

You’re in my blood

And there’s no curing me

And I want to run

(Like the blood from a wound)

To a place you can’t see me

‘Cause love, like a blow to the head, has left me stunned and I’m reeling – yeah, I’m reeling

And if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me

You’re a cold piece of steel between my ribs and there’s no saving me

And I can’t get up from this wet crimson bed that you made for me

‘Cause love, like a knife in the back, has cut me down and I’m bleeding – yeah, I’m bleeding

And if you go, angels will run to defend me – to defend me

‘Cause I can’t get up

I’m as cold as a stone

I can feel the life fade from me

I’m down on the ground

I’ve got seconds to live

Then what’s there that waits for me?

‘Cause love, like a sentence of death has left me stunned, and I’m reeling – yeah, I’m reeling

And if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me