Teething

When I was a young boy, I grew up swingin'
Always hearing "knock it off"
Tried to blow off steam in some well manner
All it did was piss me off

So I bottled it all up just clearly leaking
Dad would talk me down alot
Son, everywhere you look there's grass that's greener
Maybe just go mow the lawn

All of my life, can't find a reason
To not blow up, at every strong feeling
I'm starting to learn, but still hardly teething
Some day, will I be man enough?

So I took on to my call, chose peace for thieving
Tried to keep the message calm
But when then the fire grows, seeing is believing
I can't just watch the forest burn
So I burn again

All of my life, can't find a reason
To not blow up, at every strong feeling
I'm starting to learn, but still hardly teething
Some day, will I be man enough?

Guess it doesn't much make sense, if you can't just listen
All our wars just on and on
Let it all out in the air, smells like freedom
I'll finally strip and dance about

All of my life, can't find a reason
To not blow up, at every strong feeling
I'm starting to learn, but still hardly teething
Some day, will I be man enough?