perfectly appropriate lyrics, considering how i feel right now: i admit it...what's to say i'll relive it...without pain backstreet lover on the side of the road i got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode i got a .16 gauge buried under my clothes...i pray. once upon a time i could control myself once upon a time i could lose myself oh try and mimic..what's the same i am in it...where do i stand? indian summer and i hate the heat i got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat i got my hand in my pocket so determined discreet...i pray. once upon a time i could control myself once upon a time i could lose myself once upon a time i could love myself once upon a time i could love myself once once once ******* big fight with raymond. i don't feel too hot right now. almost killed the bastard, again. he barges into my room, tells me to can it, i'm singing along to my music, i think it was system of a down at the time. so i said fine, but he could have been much nicer about it, so we start arguing verbally. he leaves my room and i tell him to fuck off. so he comes in here, acting all tough and i tell him i'm going to kick his ass. so he says, 'you and what army?' so i fucking pick up my skateboard and it's truck right in the fucker's head. so he tries to chokehold me and i bite his fucking yuckky arm. and then we're grappling and i knee him right in the balls. threw a few good punches. he left, taunting me, i said 'don't walk away, you fuckin' pussy,' so he says, 'i don't wanna hurt you.' i almost killed the fucker and he says he doesn't wanna hurt me. then i went out for a ride on my skateboard and came back and cut my arm and now i'm writing this. and now i'm done. : P