Bab'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 set in
 I throw a tantrum, and I get myself all wound up
 What can I say? I'm 'fraid I'm all wound up
 What can I say? I'm 'fraid I'm all wound up
 Loss of control, and I'm all wound up
 I lose myself, and I'm all wound up, shuh!
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 Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back
 Stuck in a rut, and I get myself all wound up
 Killed my composure, it'll 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
 Well I'm afraid now that I'm all wound up
 I hate myself, and I'm all wound up
 I like myself, and I'm all wound up, shuh!
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 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'm on the run, and I get myself all wound up
 Petulance and irritation set in
 I throw a tantrum, and I get myself all wound up
 I lose myself, and I'm all wound up
 Loss of control, and I'm all wound up
 Panic attack, and I'm all wound up
 What can I say? I'm 'fraid I'm all wound up
 Shuh!