I never mean to take it out on you
Although i still do
Every time i am overflowed
The cork burst open
In Springs of anger
Migraines and burning spines
Sickness and boredom
Depression and anxiety or paranoia
Whatever is is you should know...
I never mean to take it out on you
Although I still know i shouldn't
Every time I'm overflowed
Hard to drain
To strain
To spin
Out the soils
Of unwanted waters
I can't slip into the machine
Or the dryer
I never mean to take it out on you
Although i try not to
Every time I'm overflowed
Doesn't always work
I try to maintain my cool
I am quite good
Just when the naggy noodles begin
The wok becomes to hot
Burning inside of me
Their is no extinguisher
To put out my flame
I never mean to ever take it out on you
Although it can seem that way
Every time I'm overflowed