Angels

(Those folks believe one thing of themselves
Thinking that they're aristocratic
But yet at the same time they're just hiding
And are masked behind their own belief of themselves)

Ohh, ohh
See you in the morning
Ohh, ohh

You and me always feel right
When we get close we ain't never gotta force it
Woke up with you here on my mind
Picture us now drinking coffee on a Sunday
Sunrise on the city of angels
Every day more friends are feeling like strangers
But you and me always feel right
Gotta go home but ill see you in the morning

Yeah, I know you from the City of the Angels
Take a shot for me in every single angle
I know you ride for me because our love is tangled
I've tried to get away, but baby I can't let it go
'Cause your vibe is like no other, I've seen this before
Tainted ways, it's hard to cover
And you reap what you sow
If you treat me like another, non-certified, but I'm your lover, boy

You and me always feel right
When we get close, we ain't never gotta force it
Woke up with you here on my mind
Picture us now drinking coffee on a Sunday
Sunrise on the City of Angels
Every day more friends are feeling like strangers
But you and me always feel right
Gotta go home but I'll see you in the morning

And I'm not afraid, we're face to face
And the time slows down, it's all ok
Tell Uncle Ricky to turn up the music
And I love how you get in my head...



Credits
Writer(s): Leigh Vincent Elliott, Sean Seaton, Tinashe Kachingwe, Dkyla Woolen, Sean Aaron Momberger, Malcolm Maurice Goolamallee, Elijah Ross
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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