Age Of Electric Mad At The World
I'm not staying, I'm not staying around I'm not staying, I'm not staying around How did you get get get, so down I cannot pick you up, I cannot even pick up myself You're only happy when you're, mad at the world How can I stay mad at you Count the scars on your skin A cry for help, or a cry for attention I'm not staying, I'm not staying around I cannot pick you up, when nothing is ever good enough You're only happy when you're, mad at the world How can I stay mad at you You're only happy when you're, mad at the world How can I stay mad It always has to go this way You thrive on conflict, you live to complain Tears of a crocodile, advertise your suicide Your half empty cup, runneth over Your scarred wrists, a child's fists You're only happy when you're, mad at the world How can I stay mad at you You're only happy when you're, mad at the world How can I stay mad at you Can I stay mad at you
