the rage makes us sweet
the rage for you
the rage for me
it sweeps me up by the feet
it takes my fists and swings them round
( in a fury all my own
just like your
own )
and about
I am a furious angel
and my world needs to be smashed to bits
and I will
take up all the pieces
and the rage will win
I will pick up all your pieces
and put them back together in the end
and your rage will beat me down
and mine will bring you to the ground
and one day we'll be happy
-ier than now
one day we'll be happy
-ier than now
at least...
that's my hope
anyhow
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