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What's that they're calling me? Monster? Freak? Yes, I am I accept it More than ever now. More than ever before. Monster? Freak? My anger is not a poison. It is my fuel To go and kick back at life, When life pushes me down. My anger is not poison, It is fuel. To claw and kick and rage forward Because I know If I stop I die My anger is not poison, It is my fuel Whoever says that anger makes you evil Or Anger makes you dark. Then I guess I'm the villain in this story My anger isn't poison, It is my fuel. Like a great steam train, A fire lies inside me. Burning like Hell itself To keep me going. Because if I stop Even once I die
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Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 11:17 AM UTC
Not a Poison
What's that they're calling me? Monster? Freak? Yes, I am I accept it More than ever now. More than ever before. Monster? Freak? My anger is not a poison. It is my fuel To go and kick back at life, When life pushes me down. My anger is not poison, It is fuel. To claw and kick and rage forward Because I know If I stop I die My anger is not poison, It is my fuel Whoever says that anger makes you evil Or Anger makes you dark. Then I guess I'm the villain in this story My anger isn't poison, It is my fuel. Like a great steam train, A fire lies inside me. Burning like Hell itself To keep me going. Because if I stop Even once I die
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Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 11:17 AM UTC
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