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Entry to lyric lines contest |
| I find when I lose control It's like therapy to my broken soul A wash of my space When I'm in disgrace And life has taken a major toll. I scream and I stamp my feet And I'm not polite to the folks I meet. I tear them apart With a cold cruel heart The meanest villian, I can't be beat. So then when the storm is done And the devilry now is on the run I sneak away Whether night or day And I can't tell if I've lost or won. |