Impotent Rage from Geriatric Giant by The Bascou Family Band

Like a toddler, your impotent rage
Just grows louder and more demanding as you age
Little voice scream, fat fists swing
You know you'll never amount to anything

Pinned down in some miserable foxhole
Cleaning duty in the barracks of your soul
Never surrender, never die
Holding position, running out of supplies

All things made must be unmade
Brandishing your desperate spade
Feel the water in your blood rise
Exhausted limbs growing thinner all the time

And all the wisdom self-help books hold
And all the wisdom daytime TV family therapists know
Can't evict you if misery's your home
If you've grown to love being alone

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