Angry Chair           
              
Sitting on an angry chair 
Angry walls that steal the air 
Stomach hurts and I don't care 

What do I see across the way 
See myself molded in clay 
Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid 
Changing the shape of his face 

Candles red I have a pair 
Shadows dancing everywhere 
burning on the angry chair 

Little boy made a mistake 
Pink cloud has now turned to gray 
All that I want is to play 
Get on your knees, time to pray, boy 

I don't mind, yeah 
I don't mind, I-I-I 
I don't mind, yeah, 
I don't mind, I-I-I 
Lost my mind, yeah 
But I don't mind, I-I-I 
Can't find it anywhere 
I don't mind 

Corporate prison, we stay 
I'm a dull boy, work all da y 
So I'm strung out anyway 

Loneliness is not a phase 
Field of pain is where I graze 
Serenity is far away 

Saw my reflection and cried 
So little hope that I died 
Feed me your lies, open wide 
Weight of my heart, not the size 

Pink cloud has now turned to gray 
All that I want is to play 
Get on your knees time to pray
             
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