Angel Town Candy
“Instead make manic love to your soul with Candy from Angel town”
Hear my cries or lend me your futile minds
It’s time to go to Angel town
It’s time to get high or lose everything
While feeling down
Fighting is for fools
Instead make manic love to your soul
With Candy from Angel town
When the cold season comes
I’ve got my candy to make me hum
Thus always cold seasons are never done
In the furnace of Angel Town
Yes, money spent
All over this wicked town
Shadow of sorrow is my crown
Candy keeps me around
Dying eyes all I see
Fallen angel frenzy
My nirvana
Wicked appearances make it fun
Yes, we know where the money has gone
Paying a huge price for liberty
Freedom never cheap
The soul is a huge cost
Still, candy is my fleet
Fresh air tendrils to meet
Like those who dwell for another day
I toast them all the way
Having the balls to walk down the halls
Of broken spirits and deep limits
It’s all at Angel town
Candy for the mind
To rot your soul
Take away the whole world
With candy from this rough town
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By Bazooka Teaches
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Bazooka Teaches
A regular Joe that is just surviving the struggle. Loves to write and is constantly fighting the forces of evil.
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