Rage Bottled Up Inside You
rage be like the devil cry warm salty blood rage be like a mine about to go off rage be bottle up inside your head it flow through you like a river rage be flare in you about to burst once it do burst it's like a balloon get overflow with too much air you feel a if your head be about to explode into gory piece of flesh it then happen rage you go out all insane roar with a pulse head beat you then realize how mad you be count down from ten you breathe heavily a pound of wind the rage be over but not for long