Michael Monroe EIGHTEEN ANGELS song lyrics

Coulda been, woulda been, shoulda been dead

Eighteen angels circle 'round your head

Half a mile of trouble, drivin' blind

sick and seeing double on the double white line

Meet my maker

Giver, taker

I'm gonna get my wings

Like a bird of pray

I'm gonna get my wings

but i m praying please just not today

Wanna go out big baby, feelin' no pain

Like the last days of Sandman and Killer Kane

But you're still on the nickel,

dustin' up a dime

Down another double with a double white line

Meet my maker

She's no faker

I'm gonna get my wings

Like a bird of pray

I'm gonna get my wings

but I'm begging please just not today

Meet my maker

He's no faker

My maker

Giver, taker

I'm gonna get my wings

Like a bird of pray

I'm gonna get my wings

but I'm begging please...

I'm gonna get my wings

Like a bird of pray

I'm gonna get my wings

but I'm begging please just not today