
Annabel Raises The Dead Paul Shapera (Ft. Lauren Osborn)
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[Verse 1]
Winding all the dials and the wires and the spires and the
Tests for the connections and injections still to run
Capacitors and meters and the alkali and beakers
The restating of equations for the phase about to come
[Pre-Chorus]
Please come back to me, there’s so much we could be
Please come back, with voltage I invoke
Please come back from empty cracks and berths of black
Come to me, I’m summoning the ghost
[Refrain]
Be my angel, my angel
Be my angel, rescue me
Be my angel, my angel
Be my angel, be with me
[Chorus]
Please come back from bowels of black
From silent shores to me once more
Through veils and gates, and seas of slate
To blood wet moors where I await ashore
[Verse 2]
Years of all my theories and hypothesis and inquiries
No gathering cadavers and they kicked me out of school
All alone with theorems and experiments and endless tests
Years in labs and number-lands but now I’ve reached the goal
Winding all the dials and the wires and the spires and the
Tests for the connections and injections still to run
Capacitors and meters and the alkali and beakers
The restating of equations for the phase about to come
[Pre-Chorus]
Please come back to me, there’s so much we could be
Please come back, with voltage I invoke
Please come back from empty cracks and berths of black
Come to me, I’m summoning the ghost
[Refrain]
Be my angel, my angel
Be my angel, rescue me
Be my angel, my angel
Be my angel, be with me
[Chorus]
Please come back from bowels of black
From silent shores to me once more
Through veils and gates, and seas of slate
To blood wet moors where I await ashore
[Verse 2]
Years of all my theories and hypothesis and inquiries
No gathering cadavers and they kicked me out of school
All alone with theorems and experiments and endless tests
Years in labs and number-lands but now I’ve reached the goal
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