Angry Angel
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This
is
an
obsession,
a
kind
of
agression
with
himself
It's
the
way
hell
always
be
He
loves
to
rebel
to
go
against
his
ten
commandments
For
him,
thats
just
being
free.
And
he
always
will,
get
his
thrills,
the
only
way
he
knows
how
Well
it
might
make
you
frown
But
he
loves,
being
that
dove,
roaming
where
he
cares
to
go
To
a
state
of
mind
that
no-one
knows
Over
there
stands
my
angry
angel
And
hes
shaking
her
head,
in
disgrace
with
me
Yeah
over
there
stands
my
angry
angel
And
hes
frowning
like
hell,
but
i'm
not
feeling
guilty
Over
and
over
again,
more
and
more
for
the
pain
To
release
himself,
from
this
shell
Time
after
time,
you
may
glare
at
Him
for
the
way
he
looks
like
something
drawn
up
from
hell
But
that's
just
his
cover
From
what
is
under
it
All
his
imagination,
his
Passion
for
a
creation
Which
he
has
discovered,
Uncovered
a
world,
of
Amazing
sensations
His
own
little
nation
I
dont
care,
I'm
flying
Autor: Imogen Heap
Autor tekstu: Brak
Autor muzyki: Brak