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Tom Arrow
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Anger
This ain't a song I am happy to share,
I feel it's wrong to indulge in the anger that flares
in my heart, but the grudge is better than regret,
it feels better than your help and your pity, in fact,
I am sick of all the kindness and the worry I get,
what kind of person in my head do you have the right to expect?
When I walk down the streets, I am easy to spot,
I am the only man on earth righteously angry at god.
When I see a dangerous face, I am mighty glad,
finally someone I can justify being mad at.
I am past sadness, past considering what should be my right,
it's in the past, childhood memories of innocent rites,
the severed bonds to those who would be my tribe,
no father to teach me a purpose to reach for.
I'd rather be a part, but I hardly care anymore.
Sometimes I'm happy to meet another victim like me;
at least I'm part of a powerless and angry elite.
An angry artist who sees all of society's wrongs
and condemns all the beauty he unknowingly longs for,
cause he's weak and happiness to much to afford,
thus beauty seems wrong and not worth the effort.
Come take your chances, happy man, I'm your host. In a dead world, the leader is who suffered the most.
Come take your chances, happy man, I'm your host. In a dead world, the leader is who suffered the most.
Come take your chances, happy man, I'm your host. In a dead world, the leader is who suffered the most.
The anger's impotent, but a fuel in the fire,
the pride of poverty a substitute for desire,
can't really look another man in the eye,
cause' deep inside,
I know it's not his fault I'm dying,
I fly,
in my fantasy I seek comfort in lies,
that the others don't deserve everything that's denied to me.
And I hate,
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I hate your loudness and your dishonest smiles,
I hate the words that leave your mouth when you try to console me,
tell me it's not that bad.
I dont want to hear it, cause I like to be mad.
I hate your friendliness, because I can't give it back,
I hate the display of qualities that I lack.
It should be mine, it is normal to thrive,
it's normal to be happy and successful in life,
but i failed it, grew up without instructions to live,
and the only advice I get ios to follow and give,
and to love myself, tell me the armies of shrinks,
who study psychology cause their own lives stink,
and to obey laws made up by people on top,
who see their weakness as a function of the world they can stop,
who speak to god, see the devil in the things that they fear,
proclaim their reason from voices they imagine to hear,
and lost souls like me who need an enemy,
who need to fight something they cannot see.
I hate the old who demand that I listen,
I hate the weak who think that I owe them shit,
I hate the pragmatists saying I need to kiss ass,
I hate the disappointed faces of those who think they have class,
I hate the altruists who tell you to be selfless,
cause it's easier to steal from those that are helpless.
I hate when people tell me, please be reasonable,
cause all they mean is, please be easy to fool,
I hate the people who tell me compromise,
cause they betrayed their own principles, hate to see yours alive.
I could have had the joys I was born to have,
but no one showed me how to gain upper hand.
And now I'm expected to deliver 'as a man', to obey principles I don't understand.
You have no claim to make, this is my life,
go fuck yourself, I don't care for your lies.
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