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Stuttering

 

Stuttering

(album: Cult - 2014)


Sorry I haven't written
I've been in quite the mood
I've been upside down for years now
But the pays been pretty good
But I have to write a love song
Cause my momma said I should
But I have to lose the minor chords
And I'm not so sure I could

Cause I'm the voice of the depressed
And that's what everyone expects
Give the people what they want then it hangs over your head
I'm stuttering (oh woah)
Cause I never know what to say
I'm stuttering (oh woah)
Can't listen to a word I say
And there's alot of work to do
Can't carry the weight like I used to
But I'll figure it out like I always do
Sacrifice myself for you

I can't believe my mouth sometimes
I've got it pretty good
But if I ever learn to like myself than I'd soon be out of work
Who do I think I'm kidding, like I'm Robert fucking Smith?
Maybe I'm trying to convince myself that I'm someone who'd be missed

Cause I'm the voice of the depressed
And that's what everyone expects
Give the people what they want then it hangs over your head
I'm stuttering (oh woah)
Cause I never know what to say
I'm stuttering (oh woah)
Can't listen to a word I say
And there's alot of work to do
Can't carry the weight like I used to
But I'll figure it out like I always do
Sacrifice myself for you

And blessed are the heart attacks
And every sudden shortness of breath
I owe every single one of them for all of you
Patience don't pay, get my nose back in the books
So I can keep on making cash for heartless fucking crooks
And they prey on all my passions
Cause they know as well as me
That this is the only way that I know how to be

And I'm stuttering (oh woah)
Cause I never know what to say
I'm stuttering (oh woah)
Can't listen to a word I say
And there's alot of work to do
Can't carry the weight like I used to
But I'll figure it out like I always do
Sacrifice myself for you

Cause I never know what to say
I'm stuttering
Can't listen to a word I say
Stuttering
Stuttering
And I sacrifice myself

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