Temper Control

I’m a cold son of a bitch
My soul has gone to shit
Doing wrong against the world
Is something I can’t quit
No masters in my life
I can’t control myself
Walking life this fucking blind is like a living hell
The things in front of me
Taken to seriously
The anger boils over
The future looks so fucking bleak
People die and life goes on
I know tomorrow may never come
People die and life goes on
I know tomorrow isn’t guaranteed
I know you’ll say I’m insane
Just try to use your fucking brain
Cause when the outcome
Looks like now is my peak
I lock myself in a cell
And I throw away the key