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Phonetics Lyrics

Album Name : Oblangle Fizz Y'all - EP
Release Date : 2011-08-02
Song Duration : 5:50

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Phonetics Lyrics
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Good Morning, I can feel your feet and they are twitching When my feet twitch, it means that I'm upset Goodnight, I can feel your body, it is moving When my body moves like that it means I'm depressed

A movie? No, I don't think that I could handle a movie If I did anything else I think my head would implode Phonetics? Oh, well that sounds like an interesting major You see I have a lisp so they've troubled me my whole life

All the consequences sent to all the awkward places Sent to all the awkward places I am too And all of these emotions buried deep in emotional oceans You spend the rest of your life finding out what they do

Collective? No, I've never heard of the collective But if that's what you like I'm sure I'll like it too

Institution? No, I've never fought the institution I'm scared of all the bad things they might do

And when I reach out my hand You don't, you don't, you don't understand They never understand just for one night understand

Comfort, comfort I want to comfort you And tell you all the good things that I can do With my thighs, my hips, my mouth, my lips for you

All the consequences sent to all the awkward places Sent to all the awkward places I am too And all of these emotions buried deep in emotional oceans You spend the rest of your life finding out what they do

Pent up, my self-expression is absolving me Of all the bad things that I used to be, of all the bad things that I used to be

Effeminate whine, I called across and wrote over the phone And we are, we are, we are alone; we are, we are alone

An off-white smile, too much to swallow all alone To much to swallow all alone

When I leave here tomorrow or today; please don't say that shit's okay Even your mother knows it not okay It's not okay

All the consequences sent to all the awkward places Sent to all the awkward places I am too And all of these emotions buried deep in emotional oceans You spend the rest of your life finding out what they do

After your clothes have spoken, and your temperament is token Then you truly are the fakest one I know All the words I'm using I am very carefully choosing So as not to take a poet's point of view



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