Throw Stones

Try not to see red Count back from ten, until I land Take a deep breath Leave your little lion's den No I'm not going to throw stones I'm not going to let go Of my veiled violence How could you tell? Was it the bottled-up smell? Does it really show? The thing that scares me most I won't (won't) I'm not going to throw stones (stones) I'm not going to let go Of my veiled violence My mission to recognize Tons and tons of liquid lies Takes me to the boiling point Take in everything, overflowed But I won't (won't) I'm not going to throw stones (stones) No, I'm not going to let go And vent my violence No (no) I'm not going to throw stones (stones) I'm not going to explode And vent my violence Count back from ten until you land