How can we succeed if we ourselves expect failure?
Hi, my name is Ben
I have a temper you see
And it feels like everyone’s laughing at me
Most of the time everything’s fine
I live my life and try to stay calm
And try to avoid becoming a bomb
Sure this might be a little late
But I have been trying to change a bit
And I really don’t want anyone else to get hit
I highly doubt I’m going to heaven
What with all these sins and such
Even I think I can be a bit much
With other people I don’t really mix
I always think they’re talking ’bout me
And then red is all I can see
I want to fix this while I’m still alive
I’ve tried therapy, drugs and more
And yet every night still ends in gore
Argh I can’t take this no more
I can feel my blood begin to boil
I guess we don’t mix, like water and oil
Stop laughing, stop laughing at me!
I can feel your gaze, your look
You surely think I’m some kind of kook!
Let’s go, me and you!
I tried to explain, I tried to reason
But I guess that makes you guilty of treason
With this anger management program I’m done!
That’s it, make some room!
Things are about to go BOOM!
Thank you for listening.