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Have you seen the midnight angel |
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Walking slowly down the street? |
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You can see her eyes are flashing |
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But they say she never speaks |
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And the story goes, she lost her way |
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But I think she lost her faith |
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There's a lot of souls go missing here |
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It's not safe |
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Have you seen the midnight angel? |
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Well, I hear she's done it all |
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Made a fool of politicians |
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And the law as I recall |
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There was no one who could teach her right |
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'Cause they all had moved away |
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There's a lot of souls go missing here |
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Every day |
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Those stupid questions won't help the flood |
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Of good intentions, misunderstood |
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But still the footsteps of life go on |
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And we embrace it until it's gone |
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She played it hard in the glare of the crowd |
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And now there's nowhere to run |
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Have you seen the midnight angel? |
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She'll be standing by the wall |
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Like an enemy assassin |
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Had to learn to take the fall |
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Tries to memorise their faces well |
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But they all come out the same |
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There's a lot of souls go missing here |
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Lost in vain |
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Have you seen the midnight angel? |
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Every night she gets reborn |
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She don't celebrate the passing |
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Turns away and takes the scorn |
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Like a pharaoh's gold, Egyptian queen |
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Disappears without a trace |
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There's a lot of souls go missing here |
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In this place |
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Those stupid questions won't help the flood |
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Of good intentions, misunderstood |
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But still the footsteps of life go on |
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And we embrace it until it's gone |
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She played it hard in the glare of the crowd |
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And now there's nowhere to run |
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Did you read the midnight angel |
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Couldn't show her face tonight? |
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There's a body in the water |
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And there's blood on someone's knife |
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But the story will be swept away |
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Just to keep somebody clean |
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There's a lot of souls go missing here |
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So it seems |
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Have you seen the midnight angel |
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Walking slowly down the street? |
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You can see her eyes are flashing |
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But they say she never speaks |