Temperate

Lyrics

Temper won't you come and get the best of me Strip away all my urges no one can see If you don't who knows what will come of me I'm sorry Is this the way that it has to be? Frustration is essential, sanity Only comes up, it gets to me [?] I'm sorry Not really I'll be careful what I do out of here If you'll be careful what you do out of here [?] Your point of view I understand, but I can't relate I'm sorry Portrait of confusion looking back at me Even when I search, in a mirror full of what you see When I try and understand all you said to me So clearly Nothing's scared of me Temper won't you come and get the best of me Strip away all my urges no one can see If you don't who knows what will come of me I'm sorry Not really