Bab's Uvula Who? 歌词

I've got a knack for fucking everything up My temper flies and I get myself all wound up My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high I lose control and I get myself all wound up Tension mounts and I fly off the wall I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up Petulance and irritation set in I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up Bother myself and I'm all wound up Little reserve and I'm all wound up Loss of control and I'm all wound up All by myself and I'm all wound up Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up Killed my composure and it will never come back Loss of control and I get myself all wound up Blown out of proportion again My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up Spontaneous combustion Panic attack I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up I lose myself and I'm all wound up Bother myself and I'm all wound up Well I'm afraid now that I'm all wound up I hate myself, and I'm all wound up I like myself, and I'm all wound up, shuh! I've got a knack for fucking everything up My temper flies and I get myself all wound up My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high I lose control and I get myself all wound up Tension mounts and I fly off the wall I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up Petulance and irritation set in I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up Bother myself and I'm all wound up Loss of control and I'm all wound up Panic attack and I'm all wound up Bother myself and I'm all wound up