There's something inside of me
A deep resentment for society
From America to the Persian Gulf
The images piss me off.
And when these feelings start to grow
I can't let them, let them go
And when these feelings take control
I can't let them let them go
Open hands turn to fists
I See Red
My blood begins to boil
I See Red
No Way To Resist
I See Red
I See Red
I See Red
I See Red!
Manipulation of the press
Propaganda for talking heads
Read between the f*cking lines
Don't be naïve for the rest of your lives
When the feelings start to grow
And I can't let them let them go
When these feelings take control
And when these feelings start to grow
I can't let them go
When these feelings take control
I can't let them let them go