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I, all I'm hearing is white noise All I'm feeling is salt in the wound I turn the corner, got knocked out And the one holding the weight was you I saw the one loss coming, but the others left me in shock The mess and brokenness are surprising But I'm surprised you haven't said it's enough So, who else am I supposed to be angry at? (Who else) Who else, you (Who else, who) Who else am I supposed to be angry at? (Who else) You're the one who calls the shots I wanna wrestle 'til I feel blessed Or at least until all this is remade I know that you love me in my head But the tightness in my chest has something to say Who else am I supposed to be angry at? (Who else) Who else, you (Who else, who) Who else am I supposed to be angry at? (Who else) You're the one who calls the shots Who else am I supposed to be angry at? (Who else) Who else, you (Who else, who) Who else am I supposed to be angry at? (Who else) You're the one who calls the shots Songtexte I don't wanna band-aid It's so hard to even pray I don't want you to go away But I wish you would explain I wish you would explain Who else Who else Where do I go, but to the one I call the son? Yeah, who else am I supposed to be angry at? Hey, who else am I supposed to be angry at? (Who else, who else) Who else am I supposed to be angry at? (Who else, who else) Who else, you (Who else, who) Who else am I supposed to be angry at? (Who else, who else) You're the one who calls the shots Aus Songtexte Mania