Fortunes. - Angel

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The red wine on my all white outfit
Praise the Lord and his holy water
If he could even turn it to wine
As if I can turn it back, still
Water runs deep, still
What stays unclear
If I fell in it or it spilled on me
I’m red and easily read, stained
I’m red and easily read, stained
Lips red so easily read, stained
I’m red and easily read, stained
Lips red so easily read
You could tell me I’m an angel (an angel)
Say that I shine so bright
Say I could go so high if I tried
Say that I sing so nice
Even if tonight I’m drowning
In that bottle of red wine
Everything’s just fine
At the very least I’m trying, but still
Waters run deep, still
What stays unclear
If I fell in love or it spilled on me
It don’t make no difference now, I’m stained
I’m red and easily read, stained
Lips red, so easily read
Cracking colors showing
I’m red and easily read
Wine to water on me
Lips red, so easily read
Cracking colors showing
I’m red and easily read
Wine to water on me
Lips red, so easily read
You could tell me I’m an angel (an angel)
I’m red and easily read
Lips red so easily read