Blue October - X-Amount Of Words lyrics

rate me

Relapse

Prevent trigger intent

Now drown

High strung

Say X amount of words

You're solar, bipolar

Panic disorder

Seems harder and harder and harder

Still you try to control it

You mold, you mold

Yeah you shape to mold

Oh you're bold you're bold

But your shape is bold

You're a symptom superficial

To what they call knowing you

Minus the speed,

Could you imagine the phobia?

Your brain is faulty wiring

the reason for tiring

Keep treating the curse,

Imagine the worst

Systematic, sympathetic

Quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic

Your heart is prosthetic

A plate of quite peculiar

On a dish of my own

A tablespoon of feather

tickle me to the bone

Give me recipes for happy

with the chemicals gone

Drinking freedom from a bottle

to the tune of belong

I'm sick of shaking

never waking

from the hell I achieve

I never knew you till you left me

with the crying disease

Another curing, reassuring

way to buckle the knees

So mistreated, I repeated

Never blessing your sneeze

Now deleted and defeated

I will stand on my own

Yeah your memory that punches me

has broken the bone

Give me recipes for sorry

I'm admitting I'm wrong

Still your memory that punches me

has broken the bone