You woke up a beast in me
That I thought I killed off before
And now that it’s enraged, wide awake
You don’t know if you should go or stay
To run far away or shelter in place
I’m willing to let anyone get away with murder
Until you some how find a way to take it too far
And now it’s crazy how my passiveness
Is replaced by anger worse than torment eternal
Ya really should run
Faster than sound
Far from the range
Of my demure rage
Ya really should go
And not be found
Far from the range
Of my demure rage.
I don’t know what i could do
With all this chaos erupting
No one’s safe and no one understands
When this destructive side came to be
But in my eyes they see it’s frightening
I’ve turned my cheek so many times now all I know is numb.
But somewhere deep in my forgiving nature is a
Piece of me that wants no apologies
Only revenge that’s nothing but irrational
Ya really should run
Faster than sound
Far from the range
Of my demure rage
Ya really should go
And not be found
Far from the range
Of my demure rage.
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