A Dagger Through The Heart Of St Angeles Lyrics

A Dagger Through The Heart Of St Angeles lyrics

Plaid skirts that hide scars walk in single file. Ties that restrict blood

to the brain. Passing notes in math class, (freedom ware your scars of

desire), it's a coming of age story, (freedom ware your scars of desire),

conflicting impulses, (freedom wear your scars of desire) cuts seem to bend

the sky. I've read this book before. Anxious eyes stare out of warped glass

waiting for the 3 o'clock bell. I'm trying hard to forget that cold october

day, when love challenged freedom to a fist fight, freedom looked
victorious

but No one was prepared for what would happen on that baseball diamond when

love reached beneath her plaid jumper, pulled out a switch blade and drove

it...directly through the heart of st angelis. Any notion of self
government

was left bleeding on the pitchers mound.