Get Out

angie fights crime

from the album “A440” vocals by Wilsun.

she’s in a mood
with a, permanent frown
see it, cover her face
from her, chin to her crown
oh you’d better, get out, of the house
please don’t come over
I’m afraid of what she’ll say
I’m afraid this might be getting
Even worse throughout the day
Oh we’d better, get out, of the house
It’s never easy to admit that something’s wrong
But I’m trying to pretend that inside I’m very strong
And once you’re used to feeling all of this for so long
It’s easier to leave than agree to play along
Her eyes are flashing
And her words are full of spite
There’s a crown that’s not a halo
On her head that’s way too tight
And I hear her coming closer
I don’t think I’ll last the night
Oh we’d better, get out, of the house