Testo Gunshy

Angels let your hair hang low tonight. And let everything else fall into place. Cause it's where you want to be. Trust me. I've been waiting for December. Never before have you felt so cold. And it's where you want to be. Trust me. Shut your eyes and hold your pillow tight. And let everything we've seen in our lives. Angles clip their wings tonight. I've been waiting for December. Never before have you felt so cold. And it's where you want to be. Trust me