Green Day Lyrics - Bob's Uvula Who ?

I've got a knack for fucking everything up 
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up 
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high 
I lose control and I get myself all wound up 
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall 
I self destruct and I get myself all wound up 
Petulance and irritation sets in 
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up 
I lose myself and I'm all wound up 
Petulance and I'm all wound up 
I lose control and I'm all wound up 
I lose myself and I'm all wound up 

Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back 
Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up 
Killed my composure and it will never come back 
Loss of control and I get myself all wound up 
Blown out of proportion again 
My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up 
Spontaneous combustion panic attack 
I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up 
I lose myself and I'm all wound up 
Petulance and I'm all wound up 
I lose control and I'm all wound up 
I lose myself and I'm all wound up 

I've got a knack for fucking everything up 
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up 
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high 
I lose control and I get myself all wound up 
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall 
I self destruct and I get myself all wound up 
Petulance and irritation sets in 
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up 

I lose myself and I'm all wound up 
Petulance and I'm all wound up 
I lose control and I'm all wound 
I lose myself and I'm all wound up 

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