Westlife – Angel (Guitar)

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  Spend all your time waiting for that second chance

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  for a break that would make it ok

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  there's always some reason to feel not good enogh

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  and it's hard at the end of the day

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  I need some distraction... a beutiful release 

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  memories seep from my veins

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  let the be empty, oh weightless and maybe

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  I'll find some peace tonight

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  In the arms of the angel, fly away from here

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  from this dark cold hotelroom, and the endlessness that you fear

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  you were pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie 

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  your in the arms of the angel, may you fi-iind som comfort here

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   so tired of this straight line, and everywhere you turn

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   there's vultures and thieves at your back

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   the storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies

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   that will make-up for all that you lack

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   it don't make no difference, escaping one last time

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   it's easi-er to belive

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   in this sweet madness, oh tis glorious sadness

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   that brings me to my knees

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  In the arms of the angel, fly away from here

            F#                          C#     F#           G# 
  from this dark cold hotelroom, and the endlessness that you fear

          C#                                E#m
  you were pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie 

             F#                         C# F# G#            C#
  your in the arms of the angel, may you fi-iind some comfort here

             F#                         C# F# G#            C# 
  your in the arms of the angel, may you fi-iind some comfort here