Where My Rage Resides
Tell me how to sleep at night
The heavy burden in my back
Is breaking all these legs and hands
And none of them are mine
Every time I try
I'm sure I will fail
And it's all because of you
And the poison I prefer
I fall down
With my bottles and pills
With my sleepless nights
With my comforting hate
You can't lend me a hand
I will grab to your legs
And drag
You down
Tell me how you sleep at night
You're so far gone into your head
That you believe the shit you say
"You're worse than all your hate"
When all my words are true
And all of yours are fake
You know things have really changed
And you didn't change at all
I'm so done feeling the shame
I'm so done being afraid
Take your suitcase downstairs
And go
Back
Home
Let the winter turn to spring
I pull the splinters off my chest
And I believe you left
A couple years ago
Now my arms are closed
And I stay inside for good
You never really cared
And I wonder if I did
Now my rage resides
At the end of my love
Will my fingers conform
To the motion of close
Will my eyes get a rest
Will my stomach process
All the time I invest
In my rage
The heavy burden in my back
Is breaking all these legs and hands
And none of them are mine
Every time I try
I'm sure I will fail
And it's all because of you
And the poison I prefer
I fall down
With my bottles and pills
With my sleepless nights
With my comforting hate
You can't lend me a hand
I will grab to your legs
And drag
You down
Tell me how you sleep at night
You're so far gone into your head
That you believe the shit you say
"You're worse than all your hate"
When all my words are true
And all of yours are fake
You know things have really changed
And you didn't change at all
I'm so done feeling the shame
I'm so done being afraid
Take your suitcase downstairs
And go
Back
Home
Let the winter turn to spring
I pull the splinters off my chest
And I believe you left
A couple years ago
Now my arms are closed
And I stay inside for good
You never really cared
And I wonder if I did
Now my rage resides
At the end of my love
Will my fingers conform
To the motion of close
Will my eyes get a rest
Will my stomach process
All the time I invest
In my rage
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Writer(s): Alvaro Campos
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