Little White Angels Lyrics
| Song | Little White Angels |
| Artist | Danny Schmidt |
| Album | Man of Many Moons |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Little white angels, little white pills* | |
| Free her from freedom and the burden of will | |
| Wash clean the sparrows that lie dead on her sill | |
| And watch them all come alive in the end | |
| [Refrain:] | |
| Last call, the curtain falls | |
| The light’s still melting in her eyes | |
| The talking photos on the wall | |
| Those other souls so loosely tied | |
| Then the ceiling sings to her | |
| Then it opens up to her | |
| The angels dangle from the fan to comb her hair | |
| Then they open up her dress | |
| And draw the sadness from her chest | |
| She only needs them when they’re there | |
| [Repeat Refrain:] | |
| Yes please, the things we need | |
| The same things that choke us in the end | |
| A breath of peace from breathless dreams | |
| And so it seems she’ll suffer them again | |
| The feathers fall and fill her bed | |
| The whispers call and fill her head | |
| The angels strangle her with kisses from above | |
| They tie their wings around her hands | |
| They promise her she’ll come with them | |
| She calls it surrendering to love | |
| [Repeat Refrain:] |
| Little white angels, little white pills | |
| Free her from freedom and the burden of will | |
| Wash clean the sparrows that lie dead on her sill | |
| And watch them all come alive in the end | |
| Refrain: | |
| Last call, the curtain falls | |
| The light' s still melting in her eyes | |
| The talking photos on the wall | |
| Those other souls so loosely tied | |
| Then the ceiling sings to her | |
| Then it opens up to her | |
| The angels dangle from the fan to comb her hair | |
| Then they open up her dress | |
| And draw the sadness from her chest | |
| She only needs them when they' re there | |
| Repeat Refrain: | |
| Yes please, the things we need | |
| The same things that choke us in the end | |
| A breath of peace from breathless dreams | |
| And so it seems she' ll suffer them again | |
| The feathers fall and fill her bed | |
| The whispers call and fill her head | |
| The angels strangle her with kisses from above | |
| They tie their wings around her hands | |
| They promise her she' ll come with them | |
| She calls it surrendering to love | |
| Repeat Refrain: |
| Little white angels, little white pills | |
| Free her from freedom and the burden of will | |
| Wash clean the sparrows that lie dead on her sill | |
| And watch them all come alive in the end | |
| Refrain: | |
| Last call, the curtain falls | |
| The light' s still melting in her eyes | |
| The talking photos on the wall | |
| Those other souls so loosely tied | |
| Then the ceiling sings to her | |
| Then it opens up to her | |
| The angels dangle from the fan to comb her hair | |
| Then they open up her dress | |
| And draw the sadness from her chest | |
| She only needs them when they' re there | |
| Repeat Refrain: | |
| Yes please, the things we need | |
| The same things that choke us in the end | |
| A breath of peace from breathless dreams | |
| And so it seems she' ll suffer them again | |
| The feathers fall and fill her bed | |
| The whispers call and fill her head | |
| The angels strangle her with kisses from above | |
| They tie their wings around her hands | |
| They promise her she' ll come with them | |
| She calls it surrendering to love | |
| Repeat Refrain: |
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