The New Amsterdams
The New Amsterdams
The New Amsterdams
The New Amsterdams
The New Amsterdams
The New Amsterdams
The New Amsterdams
The New Amsterdams
The New Amsterdams
The New Amsterdams
I'm a saint, i'm a bonified 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
Alies
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