12 Rounds.

[Verse 1]
As a kid so accustomed to hate and destruction
To wandering numb through a selfish haze
Puttin' family after fun, always looking out for number one
I carry close that shame 'cause
Now that the fogs rolled out I see how/ deeply flawed I used to be
And I am by no stretch perfect now but/ at least I posses the tools to…

[Pre-Chorus]
Take a step back, gain some perspective
Know where your head's at, take a deep breath
Just think things through, take a second to relax
Rarely does logic outweigh emotions so
Dammit, try to keep a levеl head, but still some days…

[Chorus]
I feel like smashing this guitar
Going twеlve rounds with a brick wall
I wanna see my knuckles bleed

I wanna fly right off the handle
Chug a fifth, shatter the bottle
But that's kind of deconstructive
And don't solve anything

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
Young, drunk and angry, you seeing red?
No room for forethought, on the warpaths we tread
I'm still glad I'm coping, no outlet or home scene
We only find solace in fraying the thread

[Pre-chrous]
If I could talk to my younger self I'd/ not be certain that I'd listen but I'd try
To express how important it is/ to forgive yourself
It's never too late to change and grow
Always remember, you reap what you sow
So don't fall into the same old rhythm
Take the advice, ask for help, 'cause some day…

[Chorus]
You'll feel like smashing this guitar
Going twelve rounds with a brick wall
You'll wanna see them knuckles bleed

I wanna fly right off the handle
Chug a fifth, shatter the bottle
But that's kind of deconstructive
And don't solve anything