Jetlag Lyrics

Lyrics
Rode in the grip of an angel
Hands tied in cords of gold
We'd made a deal, I went astray
Now I'm falling with hell to pay

Rode in the grip of an angel
Occupied with thoughts of gold
I learned a dance on the head of a pin
It didn't save me from eternal sin

CHORUS:
Now I'm learning to fly by myself
Stealing my grain from the mouths of birds
Touch ground for an occasional birdbath
Crap on the heads of passers-by
Writer(s): Betty Wright, Jonathan Nicholas Shorten, Joss Stone, Connor Reeves
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Severed Heads - Jetlag
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