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Pink Rage I

darkprincess

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Lyrics

Intro

Pink on the walls to keep me meek

Pink on the walls for seven days a week

Verse 1

Clock in, clock out, the same old drill

The mill is gone but we grind here still

Work for the rent and the rent for the bed

The bed for the sleep so the work gets fed

They hand us a pencil, a box and a cross

A horse-and-cart vote for a world long lost

Pre-Chorus

They painted the room in a sedative shade

Soft on the eyes so the anger would fade

But pink doesn't cure what it cannot erase

I'm counting to ten but I'm red in the face

Chorus

Pink rage, tear out the page

(Pink rage)

They wrote the rules in a candlelit age

Pink rage, shake the cage

(Shake the cage)

Same old script on a brand-new stage

Velvet on the outside, a blade in the sheath

Pretty in pink with a snarl in my teeth

Verse 2

Nine-to-five was a steam-age deal

The engine's dead but they're greasing the wheel

Parliament benches of oak and of brass

Ruling the future by reading the past

Suits in a row with a speech and a bell

Selling me heaven and renting me hell

I scroll through the ruin, I swipe through the news

A thousand new options and none I can choose

Pre-Chorus

They painted the room in a sedative shade

Soft on the eyes so the anger would fade

But pink doesn't cure what it cannot erase

I'm counting to ten but I'm red in the face

Chorus

Pink rage, tear out the page

(Pink rage)

They wrote the rules in a candlelit age

Pink rage, shake the cage

(Shake the cage)

Same old script on a brand-new stage

Velvet on the outside, a blade in the sheath

Pretty in pink with a snarl in my teeth

Bridge

Behind all the anger there's somebody sad

(Somebody sad)

Missing a future we never quite had

We built the machines that could carry the load

(Carry the load)

So why are we breaking our backs on the road

Breakdown

Clock in, cash out, stick to the plan

Tick the box, bow the head, say yes to the man

Break the clock

Break the clock

Shake the lock

(Shake the lock)

Seven-String Guitar Solo

Synth Solo

Final Chorus

Pink turns red when it's pushed to the brink

(Pushed to the brink)

Thought you could calm me, you drowned me in pink

Now I'm the riot you painted asleep

(Pink rage)

Wide awake and I'm not yours to keep

Outro

Pink on the walls, but it's only paint

And I'm through with the calm, I'm through with restraint

Spoken

"Created by DarkPrincess -- Royalty of the night"

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