D.C. Cooper - The Angel Comes

The Angel Comes What an evil look Of your existence That showed your true side And all the bad things you hide Simple distracion The way you bring us down (down, down...) Because you like us Always will invite us To wear the exact same frown Why is it like this? (Why is it like this?) No pleasure is allowed The angel comes and shows her face Why do you like it? (Why do you like it?) You like this pain that makes you proud The angel comes and shows her face And puns you in your righteous place And puns you in your righteous place What happened in your life That made you feel so cold Lies from the past come forth And never take a hold The need to breathe Never before this have I felt The time has come now The choice is made you know I have to leave Why is it like this? (Why is it like this?) No pleasure all despair Why do you like it (Why do you like it?) This is the pain you think is fair The angel comes and shows her face And puns you in your righteous place And puns you in your righteous place The angel comes and shows her face About the time the dreaming had stopped That's when I fear that you're gone That's when I feel... The angel comes and shows her face And puns you in your righteous place And puns you in your righteous place The angel comes and shows her face And puns you in your righteous place The angel comes and shows her face The angel comes and shows the way And puns you in your righteous place That's when I fear that you are gone About the time the dreaming had stopped Never before this have I felt, never before...