Random, Works.

20: Give Me A Moment

You don't want to listen to me.

This would have been fine,

but -

I can't deal with this right now.

You're ruining it for me, you know?

I was perfectly fine before the mangled words

flew from your mouth into the open air. And

you still don't want to hear me out.

I said that you were wrong,

why not just let me win?

It's not difficult to fix what you're saying -

get the words right!

For once, listen to me,

please?

That's really all I am asking of you.

They would feel awkward if they heard you, and

I don't know what to do about it.

How are other people going to react when they know

you can't say it right?

It may be that I'm excessively meticulous about this.

It would be a lot easier if you were to open up your ears;

pay attention to what I'm trying to say.

I literally said a second ago what comes next.

Don't you get it?

I have repeated myself,

over and over, I

try to do right by you.

But you don't seem to understand that what I am saying is precise, 

and

what you're saying isn't even close to being correct.

Just -

you have me feeling like I'm stuck in a crowded room with

no way out.

The frustration that forms as I try to aid you

is absolutely absurd.

I won't be able to deal with this much longer,

you know that,

yet I haven't heard you try. The fact is:

you know what you're doing.

Although you blatantly choose to ignore

the message I'm trying to get across.

Alright,

that's great,

go ahead and put the lyricist to shame.

Obviously what you've created is a much

prouder melody than they ever could.

It's fine,

isn't it?

I'll just sit here and simply act as if

I can't hear you

anymore. It's only a matter of time

before you realise that I've been

right all along.

And you could never be farther from the truth.

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Song: Stop Selling Her Drugs (Bakar ft. Dominic Fike)