Angry Chair

Angry Chair
Sitting on an angry chair
Angry walls that steal the air
Stomach hurts and I don't care
What do I see across the way, hey
See myself molded in clay, oh
Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid
Changing the shape of his face, oh yeah
Candles red I have a pair

Shadows dancing everywhere
Burning on the angry chair
Little boy made a mistake yeah
Pink cloud has now turned to gray, oh
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees, time to pray, oh
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, yeah
Lost my mind, yeah
I don't mind
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind, yeah
Corporate prison, we stay yeah
I'm a dull boy, work all day
So I'm strung out anyway
Loneliness is not a phase
Field of pain is where I graze
Serenity is far away
Saw my reflection and cried
So little hope that I died, oh
Feed me your lies, open wide
Weight of my heart, not the size, oh
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, yeah
Lost my mind, yeah
I don't mind
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind, yeah
Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees time to pray, boy
Imagina sentarte en una silla llena de rabia, rodeado de paredes que te roban el aire. Tu estómago duele, pero extrañamente no te importa. Entonces, al mirar al otro lado, te ves a ti mismo, como si estuvieras moldeado en arcilla, siendo observado por una presencia que te asusta....