Anger and are old friends his a flame that's been burning a long time. 

You see for the most part am a smiling sort of soul a happy go lucky or at least that's what I want you think 

See I have care for people cared to much to say my piece care to much to what others think to go after my dreams

So I remain stuck in my nightmares and a tid bit lonely that's we my pal anger comes in. 

He listen to my ego and that's when the madness kicks in and the head takes of like a train with no destination 

Oh I hope it stops at a place called happyness cause I have gone through ever trouble town 

Wishing this old rage would just go away!