Lyrics
Might have Raged
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The TV says "get off the couch and call,"
but I'm not done sitting yet -
I've got plenty of pitty to swim in,
and I don't mind it feels like borken glass;
and glass scattered through the sky reminds
me that there's somewhere else than here -
without boredom,
without stupid people everywhere -
they're everywhere.
CHORUS:
I know I'm full of shit,
but I'm yonug and dumb - forgive me.
I'm living still, you're not,
even while you breathe and walk and talk
and is there something in your soul
that's not been claimèd by the frost
that comes and chills your blood -
when before you might have raged....
You might have raged...
Back in the cell I know,
the four walls are oppressive to me;
caging from above,
the ceiling mocks me.
And I won't listen to the trumped sounds
that spill from practiced lips -
they are but cunning people,
trained to make me dull...
and I won't be dull.
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
Why am I so full of all the acrid words?
I just fucking came here to learn.
I just don't understand how all of this
brain-rape's acceptable....
You want me to think? OK!
Give me direction,
but please don't be mad when,
laughing, I run away.
It's NOT disrespect,
just something else has my eye!
CHORUS
(you might have raged....) **adlib**
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