Like that first cup of coffee in the morning. Or maybe the second. Or the third. These are the songs that you feel coursing through your veins when you fight to explain the unexplainable to your stoic and jilted mate or choke down your pride whilst relinquishing a long-held grudge. Or all of the above.
Anger is an energy.
I can't remember, but it is. I am transparent. So I'm sweet on you. I'm a motherfucking ghost.