Now there's a man who is left with nothing
Passive nature with kind intentions
It seems we feed upon the lovely
Believing he could make a difference
Going for the angry Going for the angry
Going for the Angry
Going for the angry
Chose to take and give of nothing Now ther's a man who instead of caring
Wondering why he's still not happy
Now he sits in his world of excess Going for the angry
Going for the angry
Going for the angry
Going for the angry But I don't believe you
Now you hear me scream what you're telling me
You tell me things that I want to hear
But I don't believe you
Not knowing the cost that it's taking
Now sit and pray to your paper god
With your hands up in the air
Cause there's a million ways to say you're wrong
Going for the angry
But there's no way ro repair
Somebody's heart when it's breaking Going for the angry
Going for the angry
Going for the angry.
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