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 ♪ From my frustrations Why am I so violent in these situations? ♪ (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