Those Knotted Feeling

You say you're my favorite, but you lie. Guys lie. Women lie. Kids lie. Babies wah. Maybe not lie exactly, but I know you manipulate me for pudding and thats okay. I'll never really respect you if you don't take me down, my ox neck out for it and no more all's! Just a search for the machete or millimeter. One last bruise. Some things you have
to capitalize on, and then you take it, again, and again. Now is
the time we link. Watch out, hose! We unhooked just in time,
might of gotten wet, brr. No, it meant something completely different, it was about a ganglia heart, the keratin chewed.