Editors - When Anger Shows

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It creeps all over you

Like a dull ache

Think of all the things

Your hands could make

It pulls you to the ground

Like soaking wet clothes

The change in your face

When anger shows

In that moment you realise that

Something you thought

would always be there will die

Like everything else

These thoughts I must not think of

Dreams I can't make sense of

I need you to tell me it's ok

These thoughts I must not think of

Dreams I can't make sense of

I need you to tell me it's ok

You are a sneeking liar

In your bed I will not wake you

You're the moment love has passed

We all must learn to hate you

You're a memory from before

Please don't let me forget you

You're the wolves at my door

In that moment you realise that

Something you thought

would always be there will die

Like everything else

These thoughts I must not think of

Dreams I can't make sense of

I need you to tell me it's ok

These thoughts I must not think of

Dreams I can't make sense of

I need you to tell me it's ok

How can you know what things are worth

If your hands won't move 'til you do a days work

How can you know what things are worth

If your hands won't move 'til you do a days work

How can you know what things are worth

If your hands won't move 'til you do a days work

How can you know what things are worth

If your hands won't move 'til you do a days work

How can you know what things are worth

If your hands won't move 'til you do a days work

How can you know what things are worth

If your hands won't move 'til you do a days work

How can you know

How can you know

How can you know

These thoughts I must not think of

Dreams I can't make sense of

I need you to tell me it's ok

These thoughts I must not think of

Dreams I can't make sense of

I just need you to tell me it's ok

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