Temper

Apologies for the things I've said

Sometimes I don't think before I speak but who does?

Especially when you've got a lot on your mind

I'm short-tempered so just bare with me

Just bare with me and let me speak

I'm punching holes in these walls

My eyes are open I can't even see, my eyes are open

I've had too many tonight but buy some rounds

Pass them around, get on my level, it's only 11 and you're far behind!

I've had too many tonight but buy some rounds

Pass them around, get on my level, it's only 11 and shits getting heavy!

Who fucking spilled the beer on my carpet!

Alright everybody throw your hands up

Put em in the air and if you're not holding a red cup

You know the drill

Get on your knees

I'm sorry, I'm sorry I can't control my anger any more

But you must understand

I've been away for a long long time

No one can save me cuz I'm too far gone

Oh, baby, baby, you should have the thing's I've done

God damn, all those nights, all those blunts, all those lights

I wouldn't trade it for the world, or anything in it

I looked rough, but I'll admit it

Yeah, the girls came too

They fucked me good but girl, I swear they don't compare to you

Oh, shit

I think I said too much

Oh, shit

"I think I said too much"

And every day is like a never-ending struggle where I'm always fuckin falling behind

And every second is a motherfucking obstacle where everybody's falling behind

Fall behind

I've had too many tonight but buy some rounds

Somebody buy some fucking rounds!

Who fucking spilled the beer!