Ginger Rage

[Verse 1]
Freckles like land mines
Tick-tick—better tread light
You roll your eyes one time
I’m already ready to fight
Coffee gone cold on the table
My patience flat on the floor
You say I’m “cute when I’m angry”
Say that again
I’ll show you the score (hey!)
[Chorus]
It’s that ginger rage
Flaring up in a flash
Flip from sweet to a storm
Watch the redhead crash
Yeah
I’m hungry
I’m angry
Don’t poke the flame
You fed the fire
Now you’re crying my name
Ginger rage
You lit the cage
Now watch me rattle these bars in a blaze
[Verse 2]
Sunburned and short-fused
You steal a fry
That’s a crime
I’m guarding my plate like a dragon
Breathing heat every time
You call me “spicy” in passing
I hear “crazy
” it hits
I’m just low on snacks and patience
So maybe don’t test it
Don’t push it (hey!)
[Chorus]
It’s that ginger rage
Flaring up in a flash
Flip from sweet to a storm
Watch the redhead crash
Yeah
I’m hungry
I’m angry
Don’t poke the flame
You fed the fire
Now you’re crying my name
Ginger rage
You lit the cage
Now watch me rattle these bars in a blaze
[Bridge]
I’m fine
I’m fine
I’m fine (I’m not)
Just pass the fries and we’ll talk
You want peace?
Bring snacks
You want war?
Keep your hands off my stash
[Chorus]
It’s that ginger rage
Flaring up in a flash
Flip from sweet to a storm
Watch the redhead crash
Yeah
I’m hungry
I’m angry
So feed me or run
‘Cause when a redhead’s done
That’s it
You’re done
Ginger rage
Burning the page
Yeah
I’m a wildfire walking offstage

rock, High-energy pop-punk rock; bright overdriven guitars, walking bass, and snappy live drums. Male vocals with a sarcastic bite; verses tight and riff-driven, chorus explodes with gang shouts and octave doubles. Brief half-time breakdown in the bridge before a final, shout-along chorus.