Print

Took the head off the again how 'bout that? Brought the mood of the room to stand still how 'bout that? I'd rather spit in their face than face it I'm not the fool They're impossible Anger in my heart is and God knows that Cuz he does, I will too But anger weighs my body down Feel it growing Keep it all in and seperate myself Bitterness and words of resentment never leave my mouth Know it by my silence or hear it from someone else I'd rather be if the Lord had a scoreboard So why should I condemn and criticize? I see the sun going down again how about that? Cuz he does, I will too But anger weighs my body down I feel it growing, eat all your words Reap what you sow 'Oh No!' Since he does, I will too But weighs this body down I feel it growing silence that kills In pride, I confide Instead of release I keep it locked up inside Question is asked, nothing I say A lie, lie, lie, lie Resolve it and reconcile Forgive and reconcile From Letras Mania