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letra de bookfair - nfdl

[verse]
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

[chorus]
coming through a walkie talkie hung inside a soupcan
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 soupcan
neck tied by string that’s fraying, choking that i still could fix it
maybe if i’d kick myself and get back into gear

[verse]
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’s “what?” and “how, why?”
please forgive me, sorry senpai
confusing, detached, dumbass cantor
hits you gets sent back and d-mn sure
[refrain]
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

[chorus]
by coming through a walkie talkie hung inside a soupcan
pleading if we k!ll 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 soupcan
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

[verse]
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 had kissed ourselves goodbye
on each other’s lips when you had left to lead a better life

[chorus]
but i’ll be coming through a walkie talkie on it’s own, and then i’ll
drop the act and nervousness and call your phone
and be the normal type of guy you need and hang out with your friends
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
[refrain]
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

[outro]
but i can’t relax i’m a wad of entitlement
wishing that 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, and i apologize

- nfdl

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