You hold an image, it provides a common thread,
No sense of menace, no feeling of dread,
You never worry your pretty little head and angels tuck you in tonight,
Angels tuck you in tonight,
Angels tuck you in and greet you in the morning light.
This cartoon world you’ve created, it’s like Disneyland,
Get out you golden ticket; the one they give you when you’re born again,
A guardian personage is watching over you,
Nothing uncomfortable can ever get through,
There is no suffering for the chosen few and angels tuck you in tonight,
Angels tuck you in tonight,
Angels tuck you in and greet you in the morning light.
You’ve been a wide-eyed innocent,
Come to the garden,
Come to the hill,
Come to the tree,
Come to the kill,
Won’t break your bones but it can break your will.
You’re too afraid of hurting,
Been playing cover-up,
Expose yourself to dying; and in this real world, it is your calling
You hold an image, it provides a common thread,
No sense of menace, no feeling of dread,
You never worry your pretty little head and angels tuck you in tonight, (angels tuck you in tonight)
Angels tuck you in tonight, (angels tuck you in tonight)
Angels tuck you in tonight (angels tuck you in tonight)
Angels tuck you in tonight (angels tuck you in tonight)
Angels tuck you in tonight (angels tuck you in tonight)
Angels tuck you in tonight (angels tuck you in tonight)
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