| Song | The Anger Inside |
| Artist | Hibria |
| Album | The Skull Collectors |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lick it up or try another escape | |
| You thought you'd tease me one more day | |
| With no sins to save a prayer | |
| Watch it now, how the joker plays | |
| I will enjoy it once again | |
| While you beg an Ace of Spades | |
| When.. you have called my name | |
| I should have not heard... you crying... | |
| When you've called my name | |
| You've counted on my tears | |
| To quit your pain | |
| You've got up and drowned my | |
| Up-side fucking down | |
| Believe in your own eyes | |
| The anger inside me | |
| You've got up and drowned me | |
| Up-side fucking down | |
| Believe in your own eyes | |
| The anger inside of my heart | |
| C'mon you've never | |
| Thought you'd face | |
| A day when you would need | |
| My mercy once again | |
| Give up, you've made a joke on me | |
| Called me a coward weak | |
| I just wanted some peace | |
| Always you will have to live with | |
| Faces on the shadows | |
| Of a runaway | |
| Of a runaway | |
| Your dice were cast again | |
| Meantime, you wait for people's cheer | |
| Waiting on your fall to have the chance | |
| To step on your extended spit hand | |
| Falling once, is just a matter of time | |
| Take a shot, pretending once last time | |
| You are talented, shiny star | |
| Trying to hide you're an old lie | |
| All you did, spoiling belly men | |
| You have no talent on your hands | |
| So you share your gold with 'em |
| Lick it up or try another escape | |
| You thought you' d tease me one more day | |
| With no sins to save a prayer | |
| Watch it now, how the joker plays | |
| I will enjoy it once again | |
| While you beg an Ace of Spades | |
| When.. you have called my name | |
| I should have not heard... you crying... | |
| When you' ve called my name | |
| You' ve counted on my tears | |
| To quit your pain | |
| You' ve got up and drowned my | |
| Upside fucking down | |
| Believe in your own eyes | |
| The anger inside me | |
| You' ve got up and drowned me | |
| Upside fucking down | |
| Believe in your own eyes | |
| The anger inside of my heart | |
| C' mon you' ve never | |
| Thought you' d face | |
| A day when you would need | |
| My mercy once again | |
| Give up, you' ve made a joke on me | |
| Called me a coward weak | |
| I just wanted some peace | |
| Always you will have to live with | |
| Faces on the shadows | |
| Of a runaway | |
| Of a runaway | |
| Your dice were cast again | |
| Meantime, you wait for people' s cheer | |
| Waiting on your fall to have the chance | |
| To step on your extended spit hand | |
| Falling once, is just a matter of time | |
| Take a shot, pretending once last time | |
| You are talented, shiny star | |
| Trying to hide you' re an old lie | |
| All you did, spoiling belly men | |
| You have no talent on your hands | |
| So you share your gold with ' em |
| Lick it up or try another escape | |
| You thought you' d tease me one more day | |
| With no sins to save a prayer | |
| Watch it now, how the joker plays | |
| I will enjoy it once again | |
| While you beg an Ace of Spades | |
| When.. you have called my name | |
| I should have not heard... you crying... | |
| When you' ve called my name | |
| You' ve counted on my tears | |
| To quit your pain | |
| You' ve got up and drowned my | |
| Upside fucking down | |
| Believe in your own eyes | |
| The anger inside me | |
| You' ve got up and drowned me | |
| Upside fucking down | |
| Believe in your own eyes | |
| The anger inside of my heart | |
| C' mon you' ve never | |
| Thought you' d face | |
| A day when you would need | |
| My mercy once again | |
| Give up, you' ve made a joke on me | |
| Called me a coward weak | |
| I just wanted some peace | |
| Always you will have to live with | |
| Faces on the shadows | |
| Of a runaway | |
| Of a runaway | |
| Your dice were cast again | |
| Meantime, you wait for people' s cheer | |
| Waiting on your fall to have the chance | |
| To step on your extended spit hand | |
| Falling once, is just a matter of time | |
| Take a shot, pretending once last time | |
| You are talented, shiny star | |
| Trying to hide you' re an old lie | |
| All you did, spoiling belly men | |
| You have no talent on your hands | |
| So you share your gold with ' em |