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letra de stuck - gently bruised

(one, two, three)

i no longer want to die
but i feel more unalive than i ever had before
i no longer want to drive
i wanna sit at home behind my door
yes, i’m happy, yes i’m happy
yes, i’m happy, but i’m stuck
yes i’m happy, yes i’m happy
but i find it hard to give a f-ck

i’m sitting down by the road
hoping someone would run over my toes
turn them into saxophones
so they’re easier to sew
got out a needle and thread
as the children, they march to [?]
we’re not happy, we’re not happy
make us stuck, just give us the meds

my toes were together and webbed
as i began to get
into the ocean and past the bay
i knew flippers would get me far away
but even from here i could hear
those juvenile cheers
repeating back to me everything
for them i feared as they ring out loud and clear
we no longer want to die
but we feel more unalive than we ever had before
we no longer want to drive
we wanna sit at home behind the doors
yes we’re happy, yes we’re happy
yes we’re happy, but we’re stuck
yes we’re happy, yes we’re happy
but we find it hard to give a f-ck

but i’d sever my flippers
as if i could give them away
anything to help another escape from this apathetic parade
but please bring your toes, too
and find someone to give them to
step out of line, [?] to the ground and cry
and then no one will ask you why
just let it out, an overdue sigh
and say with a voice cracked and dry

that you no longer want to die
but you feel more unalive than you ever had before
you no longer want to drive
you wanna sit at home behind my door
yes, you’re happy, yes you’re happy
yes, you’re happy, but you’re stuck
yes you’re happy, yes you’re happy
but you find it hard
hard to give a f-ck

- gently bruised

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