I feel as if I am going to lose control,
It's taken on a mighty toll.
When I lose control,
I feel like that I'm a troll.
I lose my doubt,
and I start to pout.
I can't get a word in edge ways.
I get an idea in my head.
When comes out of my mouth,
it sounds worse than did in my head,
and I lose it.
I lose it.
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