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Pocket Knife Army - The Body of a Man Lyrics



Pocket Knife Army - The Body of a Man Lyrics




On that night when the stars lined up right
I decided to give you a call
I don't care who's right, I just thought we might
Give it another try, before we fall

But the look in your eyes came as a surprise
Now I realise there's no way back
Years have passed by, now the boy's traumatised
Trapped inside the body of a man

Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say?

He barely speaks, 'cause talking is for the weak
Just keeps everything locked inside
Like a refugee, the boy longs to be free
But he'll never be as long as he hides

Hiding in his room, safe in his cocoon
He's immune to all there is to fear
Feels like his mother's womb, but he was born too soon
And now the crying is all we ever hear

Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say

Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say

Though his arms look strong, his strength is gone
Can't even lift his head
He moves his tongue, words come out wrong
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand

Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me, say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say?
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On that night when the stars lined up right
I decided to give you a call
I don't care who's right, I just thought we might
Give it another try, before we fall

But the look in your eyes came as a surprise
Now I realise there's no way back
Years have passed by, now the boy's traumatised
Trapped inside the body of a man

Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say?

He barely speaks, 'cause talking is for the weak
Just keeps everything locked inside
Like a refugee, the boy longs to be free
But he'll never be as long as he hides

Hiding in his room, safe in his cocoon
He's immune to all there is to fear
Feels like his mother's womb, but he was born too soon
And now the crying is all we ever hear

Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say

Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say

Though his arms look strong, his strength is gone
Can't even lift his head
He moves his tongue, words come out wrong
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand
I wish I'd understand

Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say to me, say to me?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say?
Whatcha trying to say, whatcha trying to say
Whatcha trying to say?
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Writer: Desirée Coumans
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Pocket Knife Army
Language: English
Length: 4:27
Written by: Desirée Coumans

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