Serpents wrap my knees and trip me
Percolated pain my lips meet
Lovely words I'd love to tell you
Lovely words I'd never get to speak
Because pathetic nervous old me
Impervious to being boldly
Percolated words that you get
Sound like garbled ancient English
Coming through a walkie talkie hung inside
A soup can
Tied by string that's fraying saying why my throat's
So useless
Maybe if you'd listen and just give some time to me
I'd be coming through a walkie talkie hung inside
A soup can
Neck tied by string that's fraying choking that I still
Could fix this
Maybe if I kick myself and get back into gear
I could communicate when I have emotions
Feelings, thoughts, and move to motion
From brain to mouth to ears to brain again
Stopped at some point when I'm an idiot
All I'm met with is what's and how why's
Please forgive me, sorry senpai
Confusing detached dumbass cantor
Hits you, gets sent back and damn sure
I've got a lot (woo!) on my mind and I'm thinking that
The lot on my mind is a landfill of trash I shouldn't
Say 'cause you'd mind if I ever had complaints
And if I ever had complaints I would have lied
By coming through a walkie talkie hung inside
A soup can
Pleading if we kill me maybe you could love
My putrid corpse who never speaks and never makes you question me
(Sorry!)
Coming through a walkie talkie
Hung inside
A soup can
Telling you that I can fix me if you just
Be patient
But I'm just so scared that you'll get too
Fed up
And leave me with my can and string to die alone
Looking at the pile of failed attempts to reach you knowing
If I had kept it simple we'd have kissed ourselves goodbye
(If you had kept it simple we'd have kissed ourselves goodbye)
On each other's lips when you had left to lead a better life
(On each other's lips when I had left to lead a better life)
But I'll be
Coming through a walkie talkie on its own
And then I'll drop the act of nervousness and call your phone
And be the normal type of guy you need and hang out with your friends
And I'll take my medicine if it means we can love again
And I'll take my cans and throw them out
So I can stop pretending that
I've got a lot on my mind
And I'm thinking that
The lot on my mind is a landfill of trash I shouldn't
Say 'cause you'd mind if I ever had complaints
And if I ever had complaints
I would have lied
But I can't relax I'm a wad of entitlement
Wishing I had everything
How I want it but I want it
Different ways on different days my indecision makes
Communication hard on you and I apologize
My indecision makes communication hard on you
And I apologize
I apologize
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Serpents wrap my knees and trip me
Percolated pain my lips meet
Lovely words I'd love to tell you
Lovely words I'd never get to speak
Because pathetic nervous old me
Impervious to being boldly
Percolated words that you get
Sound like garbled ancient English
Coming through a walkie talkie hung inside
A soup can
Tied by string that's fraying saying why my throat's
So useless
Maybe if you'd listen and just give some time to me
I'd be coming through a walkie talkie hung inside
A soup can
Neck tied by string that's fraying choking that I still
Could fix this
Maybe if I kick myself and get back into gear
I could communicate when I have emotions
Feelings, thoughts, and move to motion
From brain to mouth to ears to brain again
Stopped at some point when I'm an idiot
All I'm met with is what's and how why's
Please forgive me, sorry senpai
Confusing detached dumbass cantor
Hits you, gets sent back and damn sure
I've got a lot (woo!) on my mind and I'm thinking that
The lot on my mind is a landfill of trash I shouldn't
Say 'cause you'd mind if I ever had complaints
And if I ever had complaints I would have lied
By coming through a walkie talkie hung inside
A soup can
Pleading if we kill me maybe you could love
My putrid corpse who never speaks and never makes you question me
(Sorry!)
Coming through a walkie talkie
Hung inside
A soup can
Telling you that I can fix me if you just
Be patient
But I'm just so scared that you'll get too
Fed up
And leave me with my can and string to die alone
Looking at the pile of failed attempts to reach you knowing
If I had kept it simple we'd have kissed ourselves goodbye
(If you had kept it simple we'd have kissed ourselves goodbye)
On each other's lips when you had left to lead a better life
(On each other's lips when I had left to lead a better life)
But I'll be
Coming through a walkie talkie on its own
And then I'll drop the act of nervousness and call your phone
And be the normal type of guy you need and hang out with your friends
And I'll take my medicine if it means we can love again
And I'll take my cans and throw them out
So I can stop pretending that
I've got a lot on my mind
And I'm thinking that
The lot on my mind is a landfill of trash I shouldn't
Say 'cause you'd mind if I ever had complaints
And if I ever had complaints
I would have lied
But I can't relax I'm a wad of entitlement
Wishing I had everything
How I want it but I want it
Different ways on different days my indecision makes
Communication hard on you and I apologize
My indecision makes communication hard on you
And I apologize
I apologize
Percolated pain my lips meet
Lovely words I'd love to tell you
Lovely words I'd never get to speak
Because pathetic nervous old me
Impervious to being boldly
Percolated words that you get
Sound like garbled ancient English
Coming through a walkie talkie hung inside
A soup can
Tied by string that's fraying saying why my throat's
So useless
Maybe if you'd listen and just give some time to me
I'd be coming through a walkie talkie hung inside
A soup can
Neck tied by string that's fraying choking that I still
Could fix this
Maybe if I kick myself and get back into gear
I could communicate when I have emotions
Feelings, thoughts, and move to motion
From brain to mouth to ears to brain again
Stopped at some point when I'm an idiot
All I'm met with is what's and how why's
Please forgive me, sorry senpai
Confusing detached dumbass cantor
Hits you, gets sent back and damn sure
I've got a lot (woo!) on my mind and I'm thinking that
The lot on my mind is a landfill of trash I shouldn't
Say 'cause you'd mind if I ever had complaints
And if I ever had complaints I would have lied
By coming through a walkie talkie hung inside
A soup can
Pleading if we kill me maybe you could love
My putrid corpse who never speaks and never makes you question me
(Sorry!)
Coming through a walkie talkie
Hung inside
A soup can
Telling you that I can fix me if you just
Be patient
But I'm just so scared that you'll get too
Fed up
And leave me with my can and string to die alone
Looking at the pile of failed attempts to reach you knowing
If I had kept it simple we'd have kissed ourselves goodbye
(If you had kept it simple we'd have kissed ourselves goodbye)
On each other's lips when you had left to lead a better life
(On each other's lips when I had left to lead a better life)
But I'll be
Coming through a walkie talkie on its own
And then I'll drop the act of nervousness and call your phone
And be the normal type of guy you need and hang out with your friends
And I'll take my medicine if it means we can love again
And I'll take my cans and throw them out
So I can stop pretending that
I've got a lot on my mind
And I'm thinking that
The lot on my mind is a landfill of trash I shouldn't
Say 'cause you'd mind if I ever had complaints
And if I ever had complaints
I would have lied
But I can't relax I'm a wad of entitlement
Wishing I had everything
How I want it but I want it
Different ways on different days my indecision makes
Communication hard on you and I apologize
My indecision makes communication hard on you
And I apologize
I apologize
Writer: Connor Carmody
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