My mouth is watering from the intensity of the verse,
The repressed emotion I'm ready to burst!
My hand quivers at the thought you could know,
How repressed my emotions ready to blow.
My mouth confess, I'm torn.
Recharged in the middle I'm worn... I see the moment like Janis.
I express my words in content.
Alright. It's quite tormenting, it being repressed!