The feeling of love So often denied outright I'm searching for some Sort of respite From this boot to my throat Let me up Let me breathe In a rage filled storm In a rage filled storm Where we drift to sleep To sleep The feeling of angst Somewhere so deep is stored A catch and release But circling ankles With its teeth Underneath Let me up Let me breathe In a rage filled storm In a rage filled storm Where we drift to sleep To sleep Let me up Let me breathe In this rage filled storm In this rage filled storm Where we drift to sleep To sleep