I'm so tired of burning myself on the same fire
Coughs, chokes, splutters on my fur
The twigs I set alight
and the gasoline I chug

I feel so sick
I am so sick
I want to go home
Will you take me home?
Mum just pick me up one more time
I'll keep in line, stay in my lane
Won't take up your time
Counting my seconds as you count my crimes

I want to be angry no longer
I'll give up my fight and retrace where I've stood
Throw my boxing gloves down,
I want to be good,
I want to be good.
I'm so tired of yelling
My knuckles are bruised and they ache
My kettles been boiling with each birthday cake
And I'll stay in my cage
Wear my muzzle with pride
And I'll sit when I'm told
And never again bite

Rip off my spider legs
Each ligament one by one
And rid me of my venom as I praise the rising sun
And may only ash be left
In my arson fires set
I want to be newborn fresh

I'm ready to start again.