Listen for a minute watch this sheltered child
she was a tame dame today just wait until she gets wild
she was gorgeous protected always socially neglected
couldn’t hang out with a crowd because she would always get rejected
Her father never let her talk to boys or men
so she’d play by herself because she had no friends
raised with no self-esteem was told what she could dream
viciously beaten by her mother til the age of 16
At about the age of 20, a random fella said “hey honey”
she chuckled for a minute but he wasn’t being funny
he asked her on a date, she thought that it’d be great
but he was looking for a lay and she was looking for a mate
no man ever touched her breast or kissed her lips
never caressed her neck or felt her chest or squeezed them hips
she got her first from this chump, then he got up and left
she didn’t know how to feel so that’s how she kept
moving on from dude to dude like to feel like she’s been used
I watch this angel fall slow singing the fallen angel blues
in the eclipse of the sun the angels fall from the sky
and as they crash into the earth not a single one cry
a smile of graced, upon a fallen angels face
no thoughts of redemption remain blissful in the waste
A couple miles down the road, a dealer’s offer explode
one push of this syringe would curl all of your toes
he had money and cars, but no friends or a girl
and he wanted this one to think that he’s her whole world
she got a nice hit, about a quarter full of black
was now up in her veins and there was no looking back
she just seeped into the bed but her legs stayed open
felt better with the heroin and she was used to the motions
so baby why you gotta be
the one whose life is tragedy
leave this life of sodomy
and be the girl you ought to be
In that lovely little room she sat since she arrived
for about 8 months until her vital signs dive
then a pimp walks in wearing some GQ fur
he had a million different uses so he had to have her
said “you fine and love my shit, ain’t got nothin to prove
so let me take her off your hands for this 2 oz cube”
traded for a cube life sure does seem rude
I watch this angel fall slow singing the fallen angel blues
in the eclipse of the sun the angels fall from the sky
and as they crash into the earth not a single one cry
a smile of grace upon a fallen angels face
no thoughts of redemption remain blissful in the waste
Not only fucked for drugs but also for shelter
quite a lovely little hand this fucked up life has done dealt her
been on the track for a long two years
until she finally opened up a giant bottle of tears
she was sitting down crying under a lit up street light
when a man walking home asked if she was alright
she said ” I’m trapped and stuck and addicted like fuck
If you’d like to help me baby please pay for a suck
he said, “look here lady, please take some of my money
I’d like to help you out, but I got this little honey”
so she spent all that money on the fattest hit
of that heroin, staring at the needle tip
150 dollars that she gathered and spent
she pushed down on the needle– her life came and it went
but as the plunger went down, her eyes close and she smiles
as she thinks back to the days when she wasn’t so wild
no one to help improve or even comfort her
I watch this angel fall slow singing the fallen angel blues
in the eclipse of the sun the angels fall from the sky
and as they crash into the earth not a single one cries
a smile of grace upon a fallen angel’s face
no thoughts of redemption remain blissful in the waste