I've got a pocketful of words in my brain. I pull something out when I think I should. I feel like I'm going insane. I'm not I just said it cos I thought I would. I always feel the need to profane. I've always said fuck when I thought I could. To me this seems so inane. I don't need an attitude. Rebellion is a platitude. I only hope the verse is good. I hate verisimilitude. I've got a reason to think of your name. I always feel good when I look at you. I never feel the need to defame. Irony is something I mistook. In you I know our needs are the same. I'm thankful for not overlooking you. Still I need to declaim. I don't need an attitude. Rebellion is a platitude. I only hope the verse is good. I hate verisimilitude. I don't need an attitude. Rebellion is a platitude. I only hope the verse is good. I hate verisimilitude. I've got a pocketful of words in my brain. I'll try to find something I can give to you. I feel like I'm going insane. I know I'll calm down when I live with you. You always feel the need to profane. I guess that's something I'll forgive of you. Still I need to explain. I don't need an attitude. Rebellion is a platitude. I only hope the verse is good. I hate verisimilitude. I don't need an attitude. Rebellion is a platitude. I only hope the verse is good. I hate verisimilitude