Rage

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If my words are now found,
If my throat now feels drowned,
It´s set on shouting words with no doubt.
If my vision is exalted,
If my eyes are exhausted,
I´m set on glimpsing an easy way out.

The rage is growing in me now

Your words were polluted
And my voice trembles muted,
In my cheeks there will only be drought.
Something cold, like a bad feel,
Something hot, burning so real,
In my back there´re still marks of the bout.

The rage is growing in me now.

My being is upset,
In my head a roulette,
I´m set on avoiding more fall outs.
Unlike me, you close your wound,
Unlike you, can´t close my wound,
I´m set on closing them with this shout.

The rage is growing in me now.

Venom flows from my tongue,
Nothing remains of my young,
Would be better you search a good hideout.
There is no backtrack,
It´s time to pay back,
And your oblivion will be your rout.

The rage is growing in me now.

Music
country
folk
rock

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Title Rage
If my words are now found,
If my throat now feels drowned,
It´s set on shouting words with no doubt.
If my vision is exalted,
If my eyes are exhausted,
I´m set on glimpsing an easy way out.

The rage is growing in me now

Your words were polluted
And my voice trembles muted,
In my cheeks there will only be drought.
Something cold, like a bad feel,
Something hot, burning so real,
In my back there´re still marks of the bout.

The rage is growing in me now.

My being is upset,
In my head a roulette,
I´m set on avoiding more fall outs.
Unlike me, you close your wound,
Unlike you, can´t close my wound,
I´m set on closing them with this shout.

The rage is growing in me now.

Venom flows from my tongue,
Nothing remains of my young,
Would be better you search a good hideout.
There is no backtrack,
It´s time to pay back,
And your oblivion will be your rout.

The rage is growing in me now.
Work type Music
Tags country, folk, rock

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Identifier 2010085569772
Entry date Oct 8, 2020, 6:59 PM UTC
License Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0

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Author - Composer. Holder Vicente Roig Perez. Date Oct 8, 2020.
Author - Lyricist. Holder Vicente Roig Perez. Date Oct 8, 2020.
Author - Song producer . Holder Vicente Roig Perez. Date Oct 8, 2020.


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