To sit high in stomachs
To tend to nauseate
Am I rubbing off on you?
Does it make you rubber?
I'm on the bounce back
And I humbly denounce me, myself, and you

On a playground
I take a snapshot of her tag sticking out
By the water
I fell in love with the girl whose tag stood stout

I am the liquor lining stomachs
I cause butterflies
Do my feet feel good on you?

Or does it make you less than
I'm no greater or equal to
The fractionate second that my fist connects with you

A greater than digit with a negative sign
Flipped over and divided by the opposite side
I'm greater than your mouth gaping open
With my dick in my hand

Fractional ferocity
Iron cast of fist is born
Cannot sleep an hour more
When vehemence boils remedy

And never again will I be the garnered

And she's got everything to offer
And this I see when her eyes shine thru mine
And I ask her what she sees in me
And she answers softly
This love can't be defined

Lyrics submitted by Papalphlegm

Denouncement song meanings
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