Scream - Noah23

Noticed how my frown touches the ground?

And how my left eyebrow perfectly matches a scowl?

Fear me… or at least feel sorry…

Because my life has been a total mess

And I wouldn’t say that I’m all that depressed

But ultimately I’m the angriest person in the class

And I think I’m gonna blast!

What if I run through the race to the top of the mountain

There’s no one angrier than me!

At least in the latter half of the century

Scream!

If you’re the angriest one in the class

If you’re the person that just got your wallet jacked

If your car broke down

And your girlfriend left you

For your father cause he had more dollars

Scream!

If you woke up with a gun to your head

If every woman in the lake wants you dead

If you got fired from your job

Cause your manager hated the fact

That you wrote this pitiful song

I scream… you scream… tired of the routine

Up on the silver screen;

it’s a silent movie

And I’m the director throwing a temper tantrum

Getting pissed off and smashing the cameras

Shout!

Shout!

Let it all out!

These are the things I can do without

So come on!

I’m talking to you!

I wanna see everybody hollerin' to this new

Dam getting branded up in your brainstem

S to the C to the R to the E to the A to the M

Mayhemic chaos!

Pull my own face off!

Scream!

Like we a team in the play-offs

Unleash a mighty screech like Axl Rose

23 on the beat, it’s apropos

Me and Ceschi are the angriest apostles

Zoom in for a big close-up of my tonsils

Anger management is such a joke

Nothing can make me move this bloody knife from your throat

Woe is me, there’s no easter bunny

Or Santa for that matter just lies…

And as much as you try…

You’re never going to be happy

I always wake up on the wrong side

Of the bed every morning and all I do is sigh

All these anti-psychotics they never satisfy

Bet it’s kinda sad to see a grown man cry

But I swear to god that I’m

Gonna put the perpetual cycle of lies

That I’ve been fed since I was in high

There’s nothing to do but

Stop pressuring me!

I’m not psycho god damn it!

Save that shit for Michael and Janet!

A laughing lunatic burning down your bungalow

You can’t help but curse when you stub your toe

It sounds like the name of a would-be roller-coaster

Beating your brain cells and ???

I’m going over the edge and taking everyone with me

Scream like a drill Sargent drop and give me fifty

The cars' totally empty gotta walk to the gas station

I was totally angry, now I’ve lost all patience

So don’t make me aim this squirt gun at that head of yours, if you’re allergic

to water;

you’ll be dead for sure!

Forever more you’ll be ceasing all breathing, actually

You’ve been buried alive and you’re still screaming!

I’m meaner than mean like Oscar the Grouch

Don’t try being nice or you’ll be socked in the mouth