Clomb (LYRICS) by Kara's Flowers

Watch out for leather in my suitcase...
Clogging my waffle coliseum...
While ain't no bitch, you got you're own place...  
Forgot you're mine and I got pim... 

I feel the hate with you...
I feel the hate with you... 
I feel the hate with you...  
I feel the hate with you...

She's got my mother in a suitcase...
Forgot her while she's got so rich...
To late to meet my favorite new team...
Just know I know I ain't your pim...
  
I feel the hate with you..
I feel the hate with you...
I feel the hate with you...
I feel the hate with you...