The Calming

Aggression won’t hold me down, dragging my knuckles ‘round

Aggression won’t wear me thin, pulling my hair out when

Aggression won’t hold me tight, so where do I go tonight?

Where do I go tonight?

When the clock strikes out just like a ringside fight

With our guards hung low, not ready to take the right

Not tonight

Aggression won’t make my plans, not bound by it’s demands

Aggression won’t lead me home, an endless trail I roam

Aggression won’t clean these hands, these bloody, bloody hands

Bloody, bloody hands

When the clock strikes out to make the ringside champ

With our guards hung low, not ready to take the stand

I just can’t. I just don’t understand why we’re taking the blows

Aggression won’t call my Mom, she’s waited oh so long

Aggression won’t teach my young, accept all that they’ve done

Aggression won’t feed my cat, either way she won’t want me back