Rage Lyrics

Hands on the wheel, grid lock and steel Dogs are barkin' out in the street It's a neighborhood war, better lock that door Flesh and blood and cold concrete
Baby, can't make it Baby, can't make it
Standing in line at the tabloid shrine In the middle of the public night Addict consumers, consumin' the rumors With a killer, killer appetite
Livin' on plastic, baby Livin' on plastic now
Rage Rage Rage Rage
Amphetamine vapor on glass and in paper Underneath fluorescent light In a catacombs of Styrofoam Out of mind and out of sight
Baby, can't make it, no Baby, can't make it
Rage Rage Rage Rage
Where is the heartbeat, not up elite street Beatin' down the little guy The madness mounts, the judge lost count Lost inside a technical lie
Rage Rage Rage Rage
Rage Rage