Fangela

Fangela
Look at me
All is yours till the morning comes
Fangela
Look and see
Feast your eyes on a winded world
OK
On first impression
And he barely made a dent
He had the appearance
Of a talking fog
And then the fog
You can even realize
Your bloodless lips
You’ve gotta move
You’ve gotta move
Fangela
Look at me
All is yours till the morning comes
Fangela
Look and see
Feast your eyes on a winded world
OK
You thought you saw
A funny shadow on the wall
With colored eyes
And a hissing sound
That’s just the devil
Come to petrify your soul
You’ve gotta move
You’ve gotta move
You’ve gotta move
Fangela
Look at me
All is yours till the morning comes
Fangela
Look and see
Feast your eyes on a winded world
OK