Fat Fingers Songtext
Writing with a broken hand.
Above all, I can't stand,
the religious rights of all these selfish..
"Caretakers."
Don't go back, keep running.
In the night,
I sit quietly.
When you should,
Dream of me bleed.
10 reasons I shouldn't have fingers.
10 reasons I should have stubs.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh what a mess.
What a dead desire for our damsel in distress.
The mirrors lie.
As hard as I try,
to believe.
Me as a person.
With feelings and caring.
I can do death defying acts with my eyes closed.
I can see murder even when my eyes explode.
I can't flee with unhappy endings, when the book is closed.
I can't believe free heart surgery, watch it grow.
Leave with a heavy sigh.
Can't see the warning signs.
Just leave the kid behind.
Nobody believes Colten Stein.
I am just like all the rest, the best, the best, can't finish the test, the test, though.
Wow girl, you're fully dressed.
Above all, I can't stand,
the religious rights of all these selfish..
"Caretakers."
Don't go back, keep running.
In the night,
I sit quietly.
When you should,
Dream of me bleed.
10 reasons I shouldn't have fingers.
10 reasons I should have stubs.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh what a mess.
What a dead desire for our damsel in distress.
The mirrors lie.
As hard as I try,
to believe.
Me as a person.
With feelings and caring.
I can do death defying acts with my eyes closed.
I can see murder even when my eyes explode.
I can't flee with unhappy endings, when the book is closed.
I can't believe free heart surgery, watch it grow.
Leave with a heavy sigh.
Can't see the warning signs.
Just leave the kid behind.
Nobody believes Colten Stein.
I am just like all the rest, the best, the best, can't finish the test, the test, though.
Wow girl, you're fully dressed.