Bass Santana
Fallen Angels
To bass be the glory
Sleep reminds me so much of death
I get closer to myself
No-one seems to know how we fell
But we ended up in hell

Baby we escaped from heaven chasing imperfections
We fell to earth for pleasure
So we’ll endure the pain as long as we’re together
This life is hell but treasure

I can be the angel on your
Shouldеr
And I can be the demon by your sidе
I can’t wait until this life is
Over
Say baby hells a little warm but it’s alright
I can be the angel on your
Shoulder