Temper

Wait a minute — don’t give up yet
Keep on breathing — keep on dreaming
Play the game and pay attention
Stay awake — stay awake
Now — you don’t wanna hear their stories
Their lies — the same old tales
You would rather die than kneel before them and live
In their mental jails
You don’t really wanna see nobody
It stings — like chalkboard nails
You would rather die than kneel before them so jump
If all else fails
They say you’re loosing your temper
They call you crazy and mental
You’re not loosing your temper
You’ll show them crazy and mental
Now — You’re on MySpace and Twitter
Facebook got 3000 friends
But how many of your «friends»
Know your real last name
You’re real popular with the women
But some women are men
They carry the demon within
They control, obsess and blame