to my temper
Paint the room in red
With the blood from my head
If I freak out I apologize
Got a short fuse, I acknowledge that
Yeah I won't like cause I'm not that guy
But if I slip up and start to cry
Well then
Run away from me
Run away from me
Run away from me
Run away from me
Cause I might
Paint the room in red
With the blood from my head
And instead of getting help
I'll wait until I'm dead
I'm gonna
Paint the room in red
With the blood from my head
And instead of getting help
I'll wait until I'm dead
Someone said I'm pissed off
Couldn't be more far off
I don't think you get it
I became addicted
Feeling like I'm wicked
Dopamine evicted
Left it on the wish list
No ones gonna gift it
So just
Run away from me
Run away from me
Run away from me
Run away from me
Cause I might
Paint the room in red
With the blood from my head
And instead of getting help
I'll wait until I'm dead
I'm gonna
Paint the room in red
With the blood from my head
And instead of getting help
I'll wait until I'm dead
Someone said I'm psycho
Red as a tomato
Burning from my temples
Telling me to let go
Something that I don't know
Wishing it was easy
Always living steezy
Broken Like I'm wheezy
With the blood from my head
If I freak out I apologize
Got a short fuse, I acknowledge that
Yeah I won't like cause I'm not that guy
But if I slip up and start to cry
Well then
Run away from me
Run away from me
Run away from me
Run away from me
Cause I might
Paint the room in red
With the blood from my head
And instead of getting help
I'll wait until I'm dead
I'm gonna
Paint the room in red
With the blood from my head
And instead of getting help
I'll wait until I'm dead
Someone said I'm pissed off
Couldn't be more far off
I don't think you get it
I became addicted
Feeling like I'm wicked
Dopamine evicted
Left it on the wish list
No ones gonna gift it
So just
Run away from me
Run away from me
Run away from me
Run away from me
Cause I might
Paint the room in red
With the blood from my head
And instead of getting help
I'll wait until I'm dead
I'm gonna
Paint the room in red
With the blood from my head
And instead of getting help
I'll wait until I'm dead
Someone said I'm psycho
Red as a tomato
Burning from my temples
Telling me to let go
Something that I don't know
Wishing it was easy
Always living steezy
Broken Like I'm wheezy
Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Myers
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