歌词
Short fused, no other reactions
Only negativity
My hands begin to sweat
Destroy the good in life
My hands cut from the pieces left
I'm short fused
It's my creation
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From my frustrations
Why am I so violent in these situations?
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(Why am I so violent in these situations?)
I'm filled with so much anger
My lips are beginning to shake
A cold chill down my spine
Makes a bitter man break
Obsessive, compulsive
It's falling in on me
My thoughts are repulsive
I cannot let them be
Well aware of my surroundings
I won't help myself
Well aware of what I'm doing
I won't stop myself
Well aware of my surroundings
I won't help myself
Well aware of what I'm doing
I won't stop myself