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This one's about my best friend, J.R., when we weren't that great together. |
| I hated the feelings of rage I had inside He wasn't just listening to a word I said And he wouldn't understand my state of mind He had often taken me for a ride[lied] And I never could tell where it would end And I hated the feelings of rage I had inside I had to run, away from him and hide But he just wouldn't ever let me blend And he wouldn't understand my state of mind He wasn't nice, he wouldn't cry, he wasn't kind He never was seriuos or real, he just fled And I hated the feeling of rage I had inside In the beginning I thought that our souls were entwined But I learned later on and my feelings at heart were dead Because he wouldn't understand my state of mind Now we haven't spoken or seen in Hyde From each other we had to slowly end I hated the feelings of rage I had inside Because he wouldn't understand my state of mind |