Everything's changing; head, blood and limb
Full of temper and full of hate
Damage is done, now it's too late
Her looks are filled with sadness and fear
Screaming and yelling is all she can hear
Like something good that turns into bad
She closes her eyes, it makes her so sad
The time passes slowly while she counts to ten
She wants him to stop, wants the noise to end
Not noticing the rage she sees in his eyes
Wondering if that man is nothing but lies
Into a monster he turns when he's mad
"I'm not gonna live with that" she'd once said
Anger management is what he needs
Before both their hearts forever bleed
Anger rising from deep inside of me
Changing into something I don't want to be
Full of temper and full of hate
Let's work on it before it's too late
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