Angela

You better shift your fucking wings
Before she shifts them
She’s been standing here for days
Holding the charm
I turn everybody’s looks
Pulpit mother
That’s why we love her
But it’s tough on her

And I don’t want you crawling back
Walk back, Angela
I don’t want you crawling back
Walk back, Angela
I don’t want you crawling back
Walk back, Angela
I don’t want you crawling back
Walk back, Angela