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Cold beer scalds my back molars Cold beer fattens me up for depression and I use depression I will use this depression just like a weapon And it's aimed at me, and anyone who dares to come too close I've washed some feet (I thought) I'd made it up I've kissed some feet but still they stomp on me Tantrum! Bedroom destroyed Bedroom destroyer Framed faces bring spelled leaden guilt trips I could smash those faces with my worthless tales of yesteryear Count yourselves as shit-heel fortunate You don't have to live with this; my asinine paranoid-trenches I've grabbed at hands (I thought) they'd lift me up I've grabbed some hands but still they beat me down Tantrum! Bedroom destroyed Bedroom destroyer I'm pulverized by Fat, sloppy fears and I've wrecked this room/deck, once again But it doesn't matter You won't find me I'm hidden in a black room somewhere SongtexteI'm the boarder of thousands (Of) undisputed demons And I'm laying them on you thick-like Because I'm a talker And I'm a doer And I'll devour this place, sober and drunk Sober or drunk Hail to the king of the pillow and pill My screams scare the birds out of every single tree for miles With a voice once heard but best forgotten Trapped inside a closet inside 30-rooms and half a mile I grabbed a knife But there is no fight I've grabbed a knife, but there's no fight for me.Tantrum! Bedroom destroyed Bedroom destroyer Aus Songtexte Mania