I TURN TO RAGE

It's a brand new day
Ohh Lord I can't seem to find my own way
I can't run away, don't know the faces, they don't know my name
do the rivers run so deep through my veins, refuse and never change
Well there's cracks in this dam and I'm damned if I do if I don't it all turns to rage

I turn to rage white knuckle up on my 12 gauge I turned to rage too late to
Roll back or to change I turn to rage

Can a man get some time alone to think about all that's going wrong
Every day I'm a dollar short and I'm sure that it won't be so long
It's a different rang, but to me it all sounds the same
But it's a different rang
All sound the same and I'm wrapped up in this hurricane

And I turn to rage white knuckle up on my 12 gauge
I'll turn to rage too late to roll back or to change
I've been turned around the face it now
It's too damn loud, the badger smiles,. the dogs begin the howl
And I turn to rage

Hold your anger son don't let it turn you to sin
Lock your door at night don't let that stranger in don't let him in

I turn to rage white knuckle up on my 12 gauge
I turned to rage rage rage
Too late to roll back or to change
I've been turned around the face it now
It's too damn loud, the badger smiles,. the dogs begin the howl
I turn to rage.
I turn to rage.
I turn to rage.