Vomit - Bumblefoot\nI used to think my thoughts made me mad\nthen I realized I was just mad with thoughts\nTaught my hands to speak my mind\nthe inside of a fist is soft\nHad 6 strings to take my mind off of things\nto ventilate hostility with positivity\nAnd control my aggressive tendencies\ncause what I am is what you hear\nIt's a piece of me to outlive my flesh\nand continue my bloodline\nLike a child yet complete in it's form\nlike a child but you can't mold it wrong\nAn angry kid becomes an angry man\nAnd the pendulum swings like a thinking mind\nThe pendulum swings and it passes time\nLike a mood it swings me wide\nUntil I've lost my balance and fallen to it\nLike a mindquake it puts me through it\nLike a hand shake it greets me\nAs it cheats me of a content life\nAnd in the end we bend to make amends\nBefore your own angst eats ya\nAnd to those that made winter so cold\nI hope your food repeats ya\nAnd in my darkest room I feel my way through\nguided by a short leash\nMade of sound to keep down\nthe part of me I fear\nIt's a piece of me that puts my flesh to the test\ngives it power\nAnd devours my awareness\nof what's waiting under my skin\nIt's a piece of me to outlive my flesh\nand continue my bloodline\nLike a child yet complete in it's form\nlike a child but you can't mold it wrong\nAn angry kid becomes an angry man\nAnd the pendulum swings like a thinking mind\nThe pendulum swings and it passes time\nLike a mood it swings me wide\nUntil I've lost my balance and fallen to it\nLike a mindquake it puts me through it\nLike a hand shake it greets me\nAs it cheats me of a content life\nAnd in the end we bend to make amends\nCause any one of us can blow up\nAnd so I'm not covered in your food before ya do\nI really hope ya throw up\nAn angry kid becomes an angry man\nAnd the pendulum swings like a thinking mind\nThe pendulum swings and it passes time\nLike a mood it swings me wide\nUntil I've lost my balance and fallen to it\nLike a mindquake it puts me through it\nLike a hand shake it greets me\nAs it cheats me of a content life\nAnd in the end we bend to make amends\nCause any one of us can blow up\nSince I'll be there to collect my share\nI'd like to see ya throw up