ANG3L NUMB3RS

Ah
Yeah

I've been pulling at the soft unconscious
Hopin' that you ask me with closed eyes
As our breath crystallizes
In this cold-ass weather following my angel numbers
You ask me with closed eyes
Leave all your shit behind

Yeah, I've been walkin' 'round town, seein' triple digits
34117, then they start to fidget
I'm on the right path, yeah, I'm talkin' to the angels
I'm real good and calm, how I see it from all angles
I'm walkin' down the street, seein' patterns in the pavement
Yeah, I'm wavin', screamin' at strangers
Rather smile in spite of it all
It's a fucked up world, and it's only getting worse, so

You gotta try your best
You gotta spread the love
You've gotta make it better, right?
Yeah, you gotta make that shit better, hm

But it's easier said than done
Rabid like a mother
Fuck it like a slut (yeah)
You only got one life to live
Planet's gone to shit
We're all a part of it (we're fucked)

I've been walkin' 'round town, seein' triple digits
34117, then they start to fidget
I'm on the right path, yeah
I'm on the right path, yeah
I'm on the right-, on the r-, on the r- (on the r-)

Pulling at the soft unconscious
Hopin' that you ask me with closed eyes
As our breath crystallizes
In this cold-ass weather following my angel numbers
You ask me with closed eyes
Leave all your shit behind

Yeah, I'm walkin' down the street, seein' patterns in the pavement
Yeah, I'm wavin', screamin' at strangers
Rather smile in spite of it all
It's a fucked up world, and it's only getting worse, so
I've been walkin' 'round town, seein' triple digits (you gotta try your best)
34117, then they start to fidget
I'm on the right path, yeah, I'm talkin' to the angels
I'm real good and calm, how I see it from all angles

I'm walkin' down the street, seein' patterns in the pavement



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Writer(s): Aaron Curtis Harmon, Isadora Camina
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