Temperate - Rocky Votolato

Temper won’t you come and get the best of me

Strip away all my urges no one can see

If you don’t who knows what will come of me

I’m sorry

Is this the way that it has to be?

Frustration is essential, sanity

Only comes up, it gets to me

I’m sorry

Not really

I’ll be careful what I do out of here

If you’ll be careful what you do out of here

Your point of view I understand, but I can’t relate

I’m sorry

Portrait of confusion looking back at me

Even when I search, in a mirror full of what you see

When I try and understand all you said to me

So clearly

Nothing’s scared of me

Temper won’t you come and get the best of me

Strip away all my urges no one can see

If you don’t who knows what will come of me

I’m sorry

Not really