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[Chorus]
       A                                       D
Little angelfuck it's a shame that luck is the only thing
       A                                          D
Did you like the fun did you like the times that I promised you

[Verse 1]
F#m
Open wounds on your brow
E
Little angel in red
D                      E
She isn't lovin you anymore

[Chorus]
       A                                D
Little angelfuck I see you going down on a fireplug
       A                 D
Little angelfuck size for everyone

[Verse 2]
F#m
Let those bastards believe
E
Dry your eyes and we'll leave
D                   E
She isn't lovin you anymore

[Chorus]
       A                                D
Little angelfuck I see you going down on a fireplug
       A                 D
Little angelfuck size for everyone

[Verse 3]
F#m
Let those bastards believe
E
Dry your eyes and we'll leave
D                   E
She isn't lovin you anymore