Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Anger, artist - Spearmint. Date of issue: 26.05.2014
Song language: English
My Anger |
| I’ve got my anger; |
| it feels like the only thing that’s left of me now |
| I love my anger: the taste of metal in my mouth |
| Trying to sort these feelings out |
| I’ve got my anger; |
| I keep it close to me, protecting me |
| I need my anger: the boiling blood runs through my veins |
| Keeps me sane |
| Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, barbed, barbed is how I feel |
| Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, barbed reminds me who I am |
| Who I am… |
| That’s not a dog howling, that’s someone pretending to be a dog howling down |
| the bottom of Preston Street. |
| October wasps, September days, walking through the morning haze after a short |
| summer. |
| You always looked at the ground; |
| I always looked at the sky, uncomfortable in |
| your own skin and never any good with authority |
| Remember to feed the right wolf — don’t feed the bad wolf |
| I’ve got my anger; |
| it feels like the only thing that’s left of me now |
| I love my anger: the taste of metal in my mouth |
| Trying to sort these feelings out |
| Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, barbed, barbed is how I feel |
| Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, barbed reminds me who I am |
| Who I am… |
| It feels like everyone else is in a club that you’re not a member of — |
| detective Shirley Lee |
| Sometimes we’re fine for a while, but it all comes back: darker horses, |
| sixteen lights, and while we were worrying about something trivial, |
| something really bad happened |
| Impending doom, always a sense of impending doom |
| Lying there watching the lights move across the ceiling as the cars drive by |
| outside |
| And nobody seems to have noticed all the magpies gathering in the fields |
| Remember to feed the right wolf — don’t feed the bad wolf |