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Green Day - Bab’s Uvula Who? lyrics, song lyrics, hit lyrics, top lyrics, hollywood lyrics, line by line lyrics, a - z lyrics, songs, tracks, music, music albums | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
Ive 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 sets in I throw a tantrum and I get myself 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 myelf 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
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