Children can hold themselves better
Unpredictable as weather
I'm cool as a cucumber
Until I feel it rising up another
Temper tantrum
React like a child grown older
To all the demons on your shoulder
I am a pot boiling over
Oh babe, I'm burning in steam from your
Temper tantrum
I'm cool as a cucumber
'Til I feel it rising up a
Temper, temper

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