La Rapet

Lyrics for La Rapet

It's what you see in men Does my rugged face cut scars like daggers? Faces on the wall We can't touch you but you move our hobby Reach into the hall Step around the feast and find the lobby Open up the door See an angel and you lose your body And my body Is her angel Her angel Her angel Picking out a name, stretching out on your sheets Isabelle, Isabelle, can't you hear me? I can't tell Is the devil in the room? is he hiding in the first drawer? Hold me dear, hold me dear, can't you feel me touch your ear? Meat was on the bone But the children huddled and devoured Keep them it the home Let their minds go where their bikes can't take them Flinching finds me first So I'll hide 'til she is in the basement When I light the match Touching angels shadows on the ceiling And my body Is her angel Her angel Her angel Racing 'round the room, your forehead is on fire Isabelle, Isabelle, they're all talking, you're not well Looking like a ghost, doctors shaking their heads Say my name, say my name, can't you see me? I'm to blame I'm to blame (There have been sadder days) Sadder days (Ah, the angel) (Woah, look what I found) Sadder days (My god, the angels...) Starting to rotting and nodding, pretty angel Starting to rotting and nodding, pretty angel Starting to rotting and nodding, pretty angel Starting to rotting and nodding, pretty angel Starting to rotting and nodding, pretty angel Starting to rotting and nodding, pretty angel Pretty angels Grab the preacher's throat Can't you see the light within the shutters? Who set up the ball Don't you see your dancing frees my chances? Put me on my feet There's an angel with a hand that's open Write my name in ink Send a letter to the ground and beg him And my body Is the angel The angel The angel Folding all your clothes, changing all your bed sheets Isabelle, Isabelle, you're not with me where I dwell Drinking from your glass, smash it on the pyre It's a shame, it's a shame, can't you see me? i'm to blame I'm to blame Some peoples lives awake to itsy-bitsy I'm-so-sorry's The branch breaks, you crack a window and the wind might say "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow" "The birds are calling for you, please don't follow"