Verse 1: Well, I guess it's up and at 'em Hocking a phglem only about you madam Taking a break, from all the harsh melodies Now I can act like I care about what your telling me But you call me the enemy, and slap me with the felony Truth is all I really want is your felidae Endlessly is the ecstasy, reality will be the death of me Your mind is the...Learn More