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Imitating Angels Lyrics
Those venomous fumes like ghosts imitating angels
Came and brushed death thru her hair with loving strokes
Telling her pretty lies and flowery stories of a
Place where nothing hurts and no one knows
Oh...
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
And we got a long long way to go
And we got a long long way to go
Sail a sad ship across the sea out to the edge of this world
And I ain't coming back cuz I didn't leave nothin' behind
All the old crowd still hangs out imitating angels
But I ain't found a halo here no matter how I tried
And I tried
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
And we got a long long way to go
And we got a long long way to go
Angels are waiting, and praying for me
I know those angels are waiting for me
Angels, those angels are waiting for me
I know those angels are waiting for me
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
And we got a long long way to go
And we got a long long way to go
Yeah
And we got a long long way to go
Came and brushed death thru her hair with loving strokes
Telling her pretty lies and flowery stories of a
Place where nothing hurts and no one knows
Oh...
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
And we got a long long way to go
And we got a long long way to go
And I ain't coming back cuz I didn't leave nothin' behind
All the old crowd still hangs out imitating angels
But I ain't found a halo here no matter how I tried
And I tried
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
And we got a long long way to go
And we got a long long way to go
I know those angels are waiting for me
Angels, those angels are waiting for me
I know those angels are waiting for me
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
And we got a long long way to go
And we got a long long way to go
Yeah
And we got a long long way to go
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I think it's about how we all think we're perfect and how we should be growing and learning.
It's about the author's friend who committed suicide. This is from Inger Lorre's Facebook:
"I met my best friend Kim Smith at this place...( it was a boarding school for juvenile delinquents-i had been thrown out of two public high school, and two private ones..then I wound up HERE....)---she gassed herself in her parents garage on Christmas eve.1981. But not before she put the cardboard box filled with a MaMa CAT and her kittens ,that she was fostering ,outside the garage,..so that THEY WOULD LIVE...I never met a sadder girl..( her dad was a weird pervert and obsessed with her)- her name was Kim S.) I love her, think about her often and will miss her forever.....the song off my first album "IMITATING ANGELS" is for and ABOUT KIM."