Angel - Loyle Carner, Tom Misch

You’re my, you’re my

Angel (Angel)

You’re my angel

You’re my, you’re my angel

You’re my angel

Uh, uh, yeah, uh

Back with another one (That's trust)

Trust

Went missing in the summer sun

Ben and Em can’t figure if the summer’s done

Pour another glass, knock it back, sip another rum

We’re one, two, checking as the colours spun (Uh)

Cassette, fling it on the decks, fuck a number one

I’m trying to keep all the respect before my number comes

But never coming for your neck if I’m under thumb

'Cause I can run, run away when it’s all finished

Diminished, just business, we pour Guinness

Trust, I got nothing if it’s all in this

But if I keep all the trouble that I brought with this

It’s finished, yo, this is how the game goes

Dodging plain clothes villains, chasing rainbows

Suppose, if it was anything but main roads

Talking 10 toes, 'nother case closed

Uh, trust

'Cause listen, this is where you’ll find me

Sippin' on a chai tea, talking all politely

And rightly so, they’re telling me they might be

Looking for the trouble, nah, never me and mine G

I keep it lowkey like a baritone

Trust, far from sopranos who haven’t grown

'Cause everybody talks tough in a badder zone

Three kids hit by a train with a bag of chrome

So if I stand alone and reminisce, I used to run

A couple guys talked tough, never shoot a gun

I know they used to bun flame

When they used the sun

I never really did, labelled the unusual one

It’s dumb, 'cause I was tryna change position

Pop’s missing, tryna stop the opposition

The blocks hissin', big blocks the dogs piss in

Yo, I wanted them gone, not stop livin'

Trust, uh, not stop livin', long

I wanted them gone, not stop livin'

Trust, not stop livin', trust

I wanted them gone, trust

And that’s why you’re my angel (You're my angel)

You’re my angel (You're my angel)

You’re my, you’re my angel (You're my angel, you’re my angel)

You’re my angel (You're my angel)

Uh, uh

'Cause down there, I can see 'em

You think your enemies are nothing 'til you bleed 'em

Yo, 'cause all I really wanted was my freedom

Disappearing and then I’m realising that I need 'em

Trust, so I can sit up in the park with the setting sun

And let my missus tell me, «Baby, you’re the better one»

Uh, feelin', feelin' better than I ever done

Still I know I need this fuckin' drama when it’s said and done

Uh, 'cause where I’m from

Hidden in the big deep south

Opening my big deep mouth

Yo, a lot of people tryna keep these out

But these days, I hate to say I dig deep now

Trust, 'cause honestly I need 'em

Yo, I hate 'em but I grieve 'em

I think I’ve finally found a reason

Trust, that like the like the fire needs the air

I won’t burn unless you’re there

Check it like, uh

Like the fire needs the air

I won’t burn unless you’re there

Check it like, uh

Like the fire needs the air

I won’t burn unless you’re there

It’s been a while since summer

Finally found some time to be alone

I’ll try and lower my tone

Never last long for me

Sitting on the train from Willesden Green

Places I’ve never been

And as the seasons come and go

So do all the things I used to know

The way my heart will flow

And though we might not meet again

I want you to listen 'til the end

Over and over again

And that’s why you’re my angel (You're my angel)

You’re my angel (You're my angel)

You’re my, you’re my angel (You're my angel, you’re my angel)

You’re my angel (You're my angel)

That’s why you’re my angel

Yeah, yeah, probably still

I’ll try and lower my tone, try and lower my tone

Never last long for me

Whoa, sing it, Tom

Sitting on the train from Willesden Green

Where the ladies at?

Where they at?

Where are they at?