Hey, I?m awake what?s that scent in the air

Do I know this place from before

I wonder where all of my shoes dissapear

Just some traces of dirt on the floor

Does anyone here have some water to spare

Cause I woke with this terrible thirst

It?s the romantic notion of harshness to share

Before my testicles burst

Boy meet girl they fall in love

I watch the scene from up above

The angels are gone where angels go

Hell, I don?t know

If these angels are real could they follow me home

And reward me for putting my trust

In this bed as the mark of my journey to roam

Thru the nights of obedient lust

I am battered to pieces by vodka and sex

And a fondness for odious sin

I eep making phone-calls at night to my ex

And I wish for her scent on my skin

Boy meet girl they fall in love

I watch the scene from up above

The angels are gone where angels go

Hell, I don?t know