Text: Jawbox. My Scrapbook Of Fatal Accidents. Savory.

Hey angel, consider your position
Afraid to be consumed
Savory
Savory, your sympathy

Hey angel, fly over and bless me
See you feign surprise
And I'm all eyes
And you're all you need to be

Hey angel, whatever position
We consider fit to put you in
Your protest, your complicity

Easy now

One hand will wash the other
One hand will wash the other

Hey angel, fly over and bless me
See you feign surprise
And I'm all eyes
And we're all we need to be, need to be

Easy now

One hand will wash the other
One hand will wash the other