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sourugly&apain. - ronge lyrics

sour ugly and a pain
said something i shouldn’t now her tears drop like the rain
go and check if she’s okay
she didn’t speak a word she just looked the other way

i can’t stand myself sometimes
this stupid tongue can run with insincerity and lies
it can water up some eyes, or hurt without a cry
break a heart in shards that pierce their flesh like little knives
it’s sour and ugly
regretful words hit faces of the people that love me
and they’re pеople i love, i love thеm to death
but formulate a verbal poison that’s delivered with breath
if i had limited sorry’s i’d be bound to run out
even if i had a quantity so large i can’t count
say it so much that it turns into a sound
with no meaning at all, just more air in the air
from the beast in his lair
i have a better chance taming a shark or a bear, than taming my talker, my little ship rudder
taking sharp turns and throwing overboard my brothers
an unachievable goal is making it stop, without cutting it off
or sewing my mouth, i whine and i pout
i yell and i scream, i curse at the innocent
lord forgive me for the last time and the next time i sin again
how are we still friends
your love towards your creation is so perfect and intimate, don’t deserve what i have
i don’t deserve what i have
i don’t deserve what i have
sour ugly and a pain
said something i shouldn’t now her tears drop like the rain
words can cut you up like blades
some are like a paper cut while others cut through veins

bugs under my skin because of something she said
my response wasn’t the best so now we’re both in a wreck
i overlook the fact that i am overly blessed
i love her so much but us humans are a mess
she said that so i said this i spoke and acted like a kid
control your tongue and you’ll be rich
choose to curse or choose to kiss
from your mind and through your throat
off your tongue into the air
the culture we have doesn’t care
verbal control is getting rare
even when we’re not impaired by substances that mess with us
we say and do some stupid stuff
rudder did what rudder does
from puddled mud and rubber ducks to taxes on the fourth month
icky wicky sharp and pr*ckly evil i have in my tongue

- ronge lyrics

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