My Tormentor
The crowd's expression goes from shock to an instant energy boost as they cheer and bounce around to the music.
"But you don't really give a shit // You go with it, go with it, go with it // 'Cause, you're fucking crazy rock-n-roll."
My eyes trail to Marcus, who's just as shellshocked, if not more.
Grinning, I look him right in the eyes as I sing the next bit, "You said, 'Hey, // What's your name?' // It took one look // And now we're not the same // Yeah, you said, 'Hey', // And since that day // You stole my heart // And you're the one to blame."
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