Anger
Anger
wonder why, sometimes it feels so hard to try.
that’s why I stay high, and always have an alibi.
Because this is no fairy tale,
and no lullaby.
I try to sleep, but lay watching the time go by.
So I’m up again drinking
Trying to shut my brain off from thinking.
But stress is getting major
Because I am looking for a saviour
and my girl I want to save her
The world is full of danger
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