| I buried the unseemly urges
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| Deep down in the ground with the roots
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| But it's all coming up to the surface
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| Maybe it's getting ready to bloom
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| And I don't wanna be a monster in the making
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| I don't wanna be more bitter than sweet
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| I don't know how to be just standing by blankly
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| Not gettin' angry
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| 'Cause another and another comin' up out of the gutter
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| Till I'm drowning in an ocean of entitled motherfuckers
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| And they're pushin' all my buttons
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| But they never seem to wonder why
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| Another and another, ask each other
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| And does it get your blood boilin', does it make you see red?
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| Do you wanna destroy it?
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| Does it get in your head?
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| 'Cause it gets my blood boilin' and I’m coming unglued
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| It would eat you like poison if you knew what I knew
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| You would be angry too
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| I'm seeing through crimson sunglasses
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| I'm breathing and counting to 10
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| I guess I'm fresh out of free passes, they'll pay if it happens again
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| And I don't wanna drink the venom they made me
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| I don't wanna be controlled by the past
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| Boy if you were me, could you really blame me?
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| Would make you crazy
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| 'Cause another and another coming up out of the gutter
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| Till I'm drowning in an ocean of entitled motherfuckers
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| And they're pushin' all my buttons
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| But they never seem to wonder why
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| Another and another, ask each other
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| Does it get your blood boiling, does it make you see red? |
| (Does it make you see red?)
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| Do you wanna destroy it? |
| (Destroy it)
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| Does it get in your head? |
| (In your head)
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| 'Cause it gets my blood boiling and I’m comin' unglued
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| It would eat you like poison if you knew what I knew
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| You would be angry
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| Calm down girl, why you so mad?
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| Why's your heart gone rotten?
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| It's all good girl, why you upset?
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| Guess they have forgotten what they did
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| And does it get your blood boilin' and does it make you see red?
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| And do you wanna destroy it?
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| Does it get in your head?
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| 'Cause it gets my blood boiling and I’m coming unglued
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| It would eat you like poison if you knew what I knew
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| You would be angry, you would be angry
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| You would be angry, you would be angry too |