19 lyrics for "I feel the rage"
Kick out the Jams (Live at the Grand Olympic Auditorium, Los Angeles, CA - September 2000)
Rage Against the Machine
We gotta kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy I know how you want it When you're hot and tight The girl can't stand it When you're doing it right when
PlayWe gotta kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy I know how you want it When you're hot and tight The girl can't stand it When you're doing it right when
PlayIt comes in spades From a life of pain I don't care 'cause I don't give a fuck It tears a path right through me Both hands broken together Clenching fists cause the rage You stabbed me in the back over a sliver A feeling I have been betrayed A systematic
PlayStones taught me to fly Love taught me to lie So come on courage, teach me to be shy 'Cause its not hard to fall When you've feel like a cannonball Its not hard to fall There's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth There's still a little bit of
PlayBig city, big city nights You keep me burning Always yearning When the daylight is falling down into the night And the sharks try to cut a big piece out of life It feels alright to go out to catch an outrageous thrill But it's more like spinning wheels
PlayHear the angels sing I can hear your voice, I can't hear your voice But that's okay 'Cause I can feel you in my heart I'll be sure to write your name in the sun Where the waves can't wash it away There is beauty in tragedy The heart won't stop beating,
PlayWithout love Without truth There can be no turning back Without faith Without hope There can be no peace of mind Alone at night I feel so strange I need to find
PlayYou know it ain't easy Rock now, rock the night I've gone through changes I've gone through pain But there's not enough reason for me to go insane I know the feeling, when it grows I'm in a rage up from my head down to my toes. Running out of thrills
PlayStand in the corner and scream with me, A body full of empty, A head that's full of rage, better believe it! Driven by the pain, better believe it! Stand in the closet and scream with me A mind that's like a fire, Feel like slipping away Ever feel like
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