When the fire in your belly ain't been shrinking

And there's nothing laying around that you could be drinking

Take no mind as that stranger tries to pass you

Is he blind? Couldn't he clearly see the train?

Couldn't he feel the bloody stain?

Not that I want to complain

But why do we choke on the pain?

It's just the rage

Just the rage

Just the rage

Rage

Close my eyes, pull me in and take my tongue

Taste the lies that dance around us when you're hung

Break your heart, run out now and turn it up

Then you can start to give that inner brat a hug

Until the dickhead pulls the rug

You take the fall from high above

And go to death

To what you owe

It's just the rage

Just the rage

Just the rage

Rage

'Cause the masterpiece, come and paint me a "who I am"

And it's my disease, and I am raging all the time

Fought the reason, fought the rhyme, and I'm one hang off the line

A voice it calls, and must define

Bound for glory and beyond the sign

It's just the rage

Just the rage

Just the rage

Rage

Just the rage

Just the rage

Just the rage

Just the rage

Just the rage

Rage

Rage