118_ANGEL by SLEEPER//MUSCLE Lyrics

She says I'm an angel but I feel like an insect
Can these mandibles speak the good word yet?
Are my wings feathered or transparent?
Can my compound eyes see the light?

I'm not jealous, getting eaten alive
Serving in the palace on the right hand side
I'm not jealous, getting eaten alive
Serving in the palace on the right hand side

I'm (I'm) caught up in your hair
I'm (I'm) ground up in your carpet
I'm (I'm) soaked in your shower
I'm (I'm) stuck in the cornеr of your eye

She rubs my knucklе and the skin peels back
Touches my shoulder and I crumble I'm a sand trap
While the light's still red I'll rest in your lap
I'll hit the gas when I feel like going

I'm not jealous, I'm a perfect surprise
I say I'm nervous and she says I'm fine
I'm not jealous, I'm a perfect surprise
I say I'm nervous and she says I'm fine
Yeah I mean, there's a little bit of an imbalance, but that's only because:
I hold you, but you hold me better
I kiss you, but you kiss me better

I'm (I'm) caught up in your hair
I'm (I'm) ground up in your carpet
I'm (I'm) soaked in your shower
I'm (I'm) stuck in the corner of your eye

I hold you, but you hold me better
I kiss you, but you kiss me better
You clutch me, make me feel better
Since knowing you, you've made me better