Pissed as hell
He made me mad
I want to yell
That’s always bad
Anger creeping its way up
A drunken emotion
A dizzying thing to hold up
Blinded by shear furry
I need to leave this place
I need to get some peace
I need a smoke
So I wont punch a random bloke
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