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When I Get Mad (I Get Mad)

by The Black Smiths

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My face turns red
And I get Hissy
punch in the air
And I get dizzy
When I become unstable
I bang my fists unto the table
Hard to explain
Remain polite
I’m 212 degrees
farenheight
When I become unbound
I stomp my feet unto the ground

When I get mad
I get mad
We I get mad , oh boy
I get mad

Those times I will go off the script
It something that I can’t predict
It’s the only way that I can unwind
Jumping up and down to clear my mind

Give me a moment and I’ll be back
I’ve got a couple of issues need to unpack
sit in my car and I’ll let it out
Close my eyes and let me shout

When I get mad
I get mad
We I get mad , oh boy
I get mad

Most often cheery
playful and calm
But can starve a fever
Only for so long
A deep breath doesnt make it stop
Im unleashed now burning and hot
Why up-set the norm
Stay calm in the storm
But when I can’t it is really bad
And i regret when I get mad

When I get mad
I get mad
We I get mad , oh boy
I get mad

When I get mad
I get mad
We I get mad , oh boy
I get mad

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released March 31, 2020
Mixed by Larry Long of Butter Sound

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The Black Smiths Atlanta, Georgia

The Black Smiths were formed in Atlanta's Kirkwood neighborhood. The band was created while fasting, and they specialize in New Wave and 80s Retro. Though their shows are lively and passionate, they tend to play on the back patios of local Mexican restaurants with sparse audiences. The Black Smiths pride themselves on writing songs about disparity, not parody. ... more

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