Angry Boy

Blending his grin into a sneer
 Up to his neck in ancient shit
 He'd make a real good military beast
 But I'm afraid that's about it
 Talking off the wall in a voice to shut you out
 Angry boy
 (Angry boy)
 He would rather kill than find a cure for it
 Poor boy
 But she'll lay you down, hold you close
 'Neath her wings it's alright, she'll take care of you
 He stopped looking up at what might have been
 He left no room to turn around and change
 He's waiting for the panic to set in
 He's hunting around for pain
 Talking off the wall in a voice to shut you out
 Angry boy
 (Angry boy)
 He would rather kill than find a cure for it
 Poor boy
 But she'll lay you down, hold you close
 'Neath her wings it's alright, she'll take care of you
 He's got soft words, well, he will slug you with
 But she'll lay you down, hold you close
 'Neath her wings it's alright
 (It's alright, it's alright)
 But she'll lay you down, hold you close
 'Neath her wings it's alright
 (It's alright, it's alright)
 But she'll lay you down, hold you close
 Beneath her wings it's alright
 (It's alright, it's alright)
 But she'll lay you down, hold you close
 'Neath her wings it's alright, she'll take care of you