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I felt the fury rippling inside Trying to contain it was like holding back the tide To unleash the wrath, the fury, the power, to see my enemies beg on their knees and cower I wanted it more than anything No, right now I wanted it more than everything I was tired of bottling it up Tired of acting and playing the grown-up I was through with being “mature” Being myself I would much rather prefer Than putting on a show And trying to be someone I don’t know If I added just one more thing to my load I was sure I was going to explode Nothing could stop me- I was going to blow And I didn’t care what the destruction would look like tomorrow
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Feb 15, 2010
Feb 15, 2010 at 3:52 PM UTC
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I felt the fury rippling inside Trying to contain it was like holding back the tide To unleash the wrath, the fury, the power, to see my enemies beg on their knees and cower I wanted it more than anything No, right now I wanted it more than everything I was tired of bottling it up Tired of acting and playing the grown-up I was through with being “mature” Being myself I would much rather prefer Than putting on a show And trying to be someone I don’t know If I added just one more thing to my load I was sure I was going to explode Nothing could stop me- I was going to blow And I didn’t care what the destruction would look like tomorrow
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Feb 15, 2010 at 3:52 PM UTC
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