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I’ll let this anger flow through my voice

But let it be known

Sometimes I don’t have a choice

My words can get distorted

These things they twist out line

Mistakes and problems can arise

You know I never meant it that way

If I could, have that chance

I would say I’m sorry and takes things back

to the way they used to be

I’d rather wake up to love

But everyday is different for a reason

My emotions can only stand so much

Maybe next time I won’t forget

And this won’t have to happen again