12 Rounds from Countin' Cards by Escape from the ZOO

As a kid so accustomed to hate and destruction to wandering numb through a selfish haze
puttin' family after fun always lookin' out for number 1
I carry close that shame
'Cause now that the fog's rolled out I see how deeply flawed I used to be
And I'm by no stretch perfect now
But at least I possess the tools to
Take a step back
N gain some perspective
Know where your heads at
Take a deep breathe
Just think things through
and take a second to relax
(Cause) rarely ever does logic outweigh emotion so
We've gotta try n keep a level head but still SOMEDAYS I feel like smashin' this guitar
Goin' 12 rounds with a brick wall
I wanna see my knuckles blee-ee-ee-ee-eed
I wanna fly right off the handle
Chug a fifth shatter the bottle
But that conduct ain't constructive
And don't solve anything
Young drunk and angry youth seein' red
No room for forethought on that warpath we'd tread.....
Not skilled yet at coping no outlet(s) no hope seemed we'd only found solace in fraying the thread.....
If I could talk to my younger self I'm
not certain they'd listen but I'd try
To express how important it is to forgive yourself
That it's never too late to change to grow
Always remember you reap what you sow
So don't fall into the same old rhythms
Just take the advice ask for help because someday
you'll feel like smashin' this guitar Goin' 12 rounds with a brick wall
you'll wanna see them knuckles blee-ee-eed
you'll wanna fly right off the handle
Chug a fifth shatter the bottle
But that conduct ain't constructive
And don't solve any don't solve anything!!

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