Listen to the sound clip She's the queen of the couch, ruling with no doubt, Her voice cuts through the walls, can't escape her clout. Always on my case, never giving me a break, Her nagging and bitching, like a never ending quake. I try to drown her out, with my headphones on, But her words still penetrate, like a relentless dawn. I'm just a prisoner in my own home, To the Queen of the Couch, never left alone. from Metal #4 Song Generator:
She's the queen of the couch, ruling with no doubt, Her voice cuts through the walls, can't escape her clout. Always on my case, never giving me a break, Her nagging and bitching, like a never ending quake. I try to drown her out, with my headphones on, But her words still penetrate, like a relentless dawn. I'm just a prisoner in my own home, To the Queen of the Couch, never left alone.
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