yeah, yeah, you made your point. mate
But now you're beginning to frustrate
me and my ego and my anger bucket
I'm trying to keep calm, but you know what?
..F**k it!
Bottle near by, grabbed and smashed
Swiped low and hard, a vertical slash
Now look what you made me do?
My anger buckets overflowed because of...
You!
I've always been angry, taught by my dad
"Son, you always get even, by getting mad"
He told me about my bucket getting it's fill
And that i need to empty it, or it will spill
But dad left, and Mum became sick
So he never taught me the 'emptying trick'
So i learnt nothing but guilt and shame
And cursed his existence and his name
Been angry ever since, got lost in it all
It became my energy. my passion, my fuel
I get angry over anything, it's my realise
And until i get help, I'll never find peace
