Anger کے بول

Words cut white skin To shreds Before you come downstairs With your nonsense I'll be a devil That you bleed (?) Take your anger Out on me I'll leave all good things behind Gather all these stones How would you know? I am a stranger When you need To take your anger Out on me You're not supposed to drink It fucks up how you're supposed to think And oh, look what you've done now And I'm not supposed to know All those little things That go on inside You are a stranger I bleed (?) I'll be the devil you need Take your anger out on me