When Anger Shows – Editors – letras

It creeps all over you like a dull acheThink of all the things your hands could makeIt pulls you to the ground like soaking wet glovesThe change in your face when anger showsIn that moment you realiseThat something you thought would always be there will dieLike everything elseThese thoughts I must not think ofDreams I cant make sense ofI need you to tell me its okThese thoughts I must not think ofDreams I cant make sense ofI need you to tell me its okYou are a sleeping lion in your bedI will not wake youYou’re the momentLove has passedWe all must learn to hate youYou’re a memory from beforePlease don’t let me forget youYou’re the wolves at my doorIn that moment you realiseThat something you thought would always be there will dieLike everything elseThese thoughts I must not think ofDreams I cant make sense ofI need you to tell me its okThese thoughts I must not think ofDreams I cant make sense ofI need you to tell me its okHow can you know what things are worthIf your hands wont move to do a days work?How can you know what things are worthIf your hands wont move to do a days work?How can you know what things are worthIf your hands wont move to do a days work?How can you know what things are worthIf your hands wont move to do a days work?How can you know what things are worthIf your hands wont move to do a days work?How can you know what things are worthIf your hands wont move to do a days work?How can you know…These thoughts I must not think ofDreams I cant make sense ofI need you to tell me its okThese thoughts I must not think ofDreams I cant make sense ofI need you to tell me its ok