Angry Angel

This is an obsession, a kind of aggression with himself It's the way he'll always be He loves to rebel, to go against his ten commandments For him, that's just being free And he always will get his thrills The only way he knows how Well, it might make you frown But he just loves, being that dove Roaming where he cares to go To a state of mind which no one knows Over there stands my angry angel And he's shaking his head, in disgrace with me Over there stands my angry angel And he's frowning like hell, but I'm not feeling guilty And 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, yeah His own little nation Over there stands my angry angel And he's shaking his head, in disgrace with me Over there stands my angry angel And he's frowning like hell, but I'm not feeling guilty I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, and I don't care, and I don't care And I don't care, and I don't care, and I don't care, and I don't care Over there stands my angry angel And he's shaking his head, in disgrace with me Over there stands my angry angel And he's frowning like hell, but I'm not feeling guilty Over there stands my angry angel And he's shaking his head, in disgrace with me Over there stands my angry angel And he's frowning like hell, but I'm not feeling guilty, yeah I'm not feeling guilty, I'm not feeling guilty I'm not feeling guilty, 'cause I don't care I'm not feeling guilty, I'm not feeling guilty I'm not feeling guilty, 'cause I don't care