My own personnal hell
Adam's not funny
It's happening every day searching for words to say
I can't explain the hate I bottle up inside
One day they're gunna pop my cork it's just a matter of time
Before I explode
It's too late got no self control
I can't explain the hate I bottle up inside
One day they're gunna pop my cork it's just a matter of time
Before I explode
It's too late got no self control
My anger lusts to breed off you
Just keep pushin me your time will come soon
I don't think you could walk a day in my shoes
You have no idea how it feels to know what I've been through
It's my own personal hell clawing at my soul everyday
So mind your manners boy and please just go away
You're such a hypocrite sayin I'm full of shit
Do you think that I would lie about something like this
Why do I even explain my thoughts if they always get dismissed
In your eyes
Why do you cut me down to size
why'd you have to go and push me over the edge
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