Against the fallen will 
Negates the need for me 
To try and dampen all the glow 
Don't slow down with ever changing things 
Denied the rest of it 
If ever you could think to know 
Don't slow 
The temper always knows its wasted the 
Temper means that you don't hold on for 
My sympathy that isn't me 
I seem to redefine 
Through lack of confidence so take a hold on what we do 
Embedded once or twice 
To change what could be mine and wait up late to send you home. 
The temper always knows it's wasted 
The temper means that you don't hold on for... the temper always knows it's wasted the temper means that you don't hold on 
For my sympathy that isn't me