I'm angry
A red hot fire
Burning down the world
Holes and mountains

Why would you believe what I tell you
The color is red
You have a lock on my head
It's not appropriate
You tell me that I am an idiot

Stop an dmock
Spin and lock
That is why they liked you
Yet you can't talk

A long year endures you times four
The times I plead endurance leaves me bored
I am at a cross road under a thousand eyes
Though such words are lost on you