The Eagles of Meth Metal
South African.
Leafy goodness!
One of these crazy old nights, before the sun comes up. The wicked wind whispers and moans.
A boy with fiery eyes is waiting for an angel in white.
He found out a long time ago what a woman can do to your soul, but this voice keeps whispering: "She was just another woman; some dance to forget."
She drives on through the night, between the dark and the light; anticipating.
She wasn't just another woman. Her mind is Tiffany twisted. The daughter of the devil himself.
Lines on her face.
Such a lovely face.
She rushes to his arms, they fall together.
Sweet summer sweat.
Now's he's holding her, but she pulls away and leaves him with a smile - a thin disguise. Sparks fly from her fingertips.
"Relax. You can never leave. We are all just prisoners here."
Freedom?
That's just some people talking...
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100% Eagles lyrics. You gotta love the Eagles.
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