Some people call it an attribute
My ability to never waiver
Cuz every day I think about you
Every day I send you telepathic thoughts
Cuz I'm trying to make you think of me
And I think sometimes you are
But making you mad gets me off
So call and my drunken self to be call you. (?)
To wallow in your scent I just flip that switch in my head
I close my eyes to visualize the way you looked at me
And ever since that day I knew I'd never leave.
Cuz I'm trying to make you think of me
And I think sometimes you are
(Making you mad, making you mad, making you mad)
But making you mad kind of gets me off
Cuz it's a life life life life life life sentence
One hundred percent obsession
I'm a loner living on my own planet
Let me give you a little advice
Stay the hell away from me
Cuz I'm trying to make you think of me
And I think sometimes you are
(Isn't it baby, making you mad?)
Making you mad is all i got now.
It's all i got now to get me off.
It's all I got to get me off.
Cuz I won't ever let you go
(I'm your dog on a chain)
(She aint gonna let you go, baby)
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