Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Saint Anger-Metallica


St. Anger round my neck
He never gets respect
St. Anger round my neck
(It's rushing out, It's rushing out)
He never gets respect

Fuck it all and no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free

Fuck it all and fuck regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
Medallion noose I hang myself
St. Anger round my neck

I feel my world shake
I can't look away
Hard to see clear
Is it me
Or is it fear?

I'm madly in anger with you

I want my anger to be healthy
I want my anger just for me
I need my anger not to control
I want my anger to be me

I need set my anger free
I need to set my anger free
Set it free!

2 Comments:

Blogger Black Jazz Britain said...

براوو! كم كم داري به كشف و شهود مي رسي. كشف و شهود ناشي از تنها بودن. تنهايي، نفرت و خشم مقدس. حضرت خشم كه دور گردن آدم مي پيچه و راه مي بردت. بزرگت مي كنه. و قدرتمنمد، اونقدر قدرتمند كه بتوني خودتو و خشمتو كنترل كني. كه وقت عصبانيت لبخند بزني. دروغ بگي و تقلب كني در حالي كه از اعماق دل حقيقت و درستي رو مي پرستي. تنهايي آدما رو سياستمدار مي كنه.

11:41 AM, September 28, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

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12:19 PM, October 15, 2006  

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