Brandon Ayres - Angelina lyrics

Angelina tries to fix her head She don't know why she don't leave her bed Fear, no trust Down pretty girl by the window, stained gla**, smokin' again Angelina's on the blood stained bed, sippin' chamomile and lit incense I've noticed all her friends got kids, grew up real fast, married some sh** When I walk out into the yard Nostalgic, high school, smoke in cars