Tekstovi: The New Amsterdams. Has Anyone Seen My Wings.

I'm a saint, I'm a bonafide servant
An angel on a bar stool
Anyone seen my wings?
I'm always losing the damn things

I'm the glue, I'm a permanent fixture
I'm an anchor in the concrete
If I went to find my fate
The foundation would break

Allies
I never had none
But that would be one to see, yeah

I'm your fate, yeah, your looking in the future
There's a bitter old man who's under your skin
But don't let him in

Capsize
Did anyone catch me?
Nobody broke my fall, yeah

I'm a saint on a mission from the head man
You got a shoe start running boy leave him to us
Leave them in your dust