Angry Always Lyrics

That's the truth as Ive hidden it from you

I spent my time as a young adult

Hiding in rooms and writhing in the acid of my stomach

Keeping up with my feet as I ran from one thing and then another

One thing and then another

One thing and then another

Angry, old, unhealthy hold

On the wrist of my mother

Body the wrong way as Ive been put

Together, several times over

Several times over

Several times over

A hand submerges to lift me from the skin on my back

And drops me in this hole of fruit pits and magazines

My dream is to be in love, now

An adequate romance, ideal and cured

With the stuff that promotes a healthy digestion

This circle of hell has wasted my youth

The stuff that promotes digestion

The stuff that promotes digestion

The stuff that promotes digestion

The stuff that promotes digestion

Angry, old, unhealthy hold

On the wrist of my mother

Body the wrong way as Ive been put

Together, several times over

Several times over