X Amount of Words Songtext
von Blue October

Relapse, prevent
Trigger intent
Now drown
High-strung
Say X amount of words
Your solar, bipolar panic disorder
Seems harder and harder and harder
Still you try to control it

You mold, you mold
Yeah, you shape to mold
Oh, you′re bold, you're bold
But your shape is bold
You′re a symptom superficial
To what they call knowing you
Minus the speed
Could you imagine the phobia?

Oh!

Oh!


Your brain is faulty wiring
The reason for tiring
Keep treating the curse
Imagine the worst
Systematic, sympathetic
Quite pathetic
Apologetic paramedic
Your heart is prosthetic

A plate of quite peculiar
On a dish of my own
A tablespoon of feather
Tickle me to the bone
Give me recipes for happy
With the chemicals gone
Drinking freedom from a bottle
To the tune of belong

I'm sick of shaking
Never waking
From the hell I achieve
I never knew you 'til you left me
With the crying disease
Another curing, reassuring
Way to buckle the knees
So mistreated, I repeated
Never blessing your sneeze


Now deleted and defeated
I will stand on my own
Yeah, your memory that punches me
Has broken the bone
Give me recipes for sorry
I′m admitting I′m wrong
Still your memory that punches me
Has broken a bone

Oh!
(Are we recording?)
(I only wanna see)
Oh!
(We're recording)
(Are we recording?)
(I can′t believe, believe, believe...)
Oh!
(Are we recording?)
(I only wanna see)

Oh!
(We're recording)
(Are we recording?)
(I can′t believe, believe...)
You made me
(I only wanna see)
You made me
(I only wanna see)

(Thank you very much, you all have a good night)
(Thanks so much, guys)