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I need an open field miles away On a dark stormy kind of day To scream and yell till my voice is hoarse Just to let the anger take its course Thunder will be the drum lightning the fire Taking part in this primal dance until I tire Just a release of this pain inside It's just to the point it is so hard to hide I hurt so bad and feel 3 inches tall So I yell out and scream until I fall The rain will hide the tears Hopefully wash away those fears I gladly let the storm wash over me Take me away and set me free I sit here and scream until my voice is hoarse Letting it all go and take its course |