Tongue & Stutter
Steam in my lungs, enough to keep me up
I've had a touch of your touch
It isn't enough of your touch
You keep me in your perimeter - ITP, I'm ready, new, I'm clean
I hope you won't mind, this my new language - stuttering
Oh my oh my God, how did I get this far?
How did I wander off?
I get to thinking that I'm coming up short
But then I get to thinking, get thinking maybe I am better off
It's too early in the morning for your Holy Ghost warning
Oh my God - get to thinking that I'm coming up short
Get to thinking that I'm coming up short
What if I don't say that you're the only one for me?
What if I don't?
Safe to go and free to wander free
What if I don't?
Foreign language, middle summer
Hold me under, lens and shutter
I'm picking up your tongue and stuttering
Oh my oh my God
I'm glad I got this far, a couple times there felt so close
A couple times there felt there felt so close
But I've taken such good notes
Progress is progress
As I co-exist amongst all that's certain
I cannot help but question myself; question, question, question
But I don't know, of course!
Shouldn't trust a phone, of course!
I think I'll take a break from their technology
Think I heard somewhere
If you let go a little bit
You'll have more room for some perspective
I cannot call it truth absolute
But it's better than I've been
(I don't wanna think of what morale I have left
I just want to binge watch parks and rec)
What if I don't say that you're the only one for me?
What if I don't?
Safe to go and free to wander free
What if I don't?
Foreign language, middle summer
Hold me under, lens and shutter
I'm picking up your tongue and stuttering
I wonder how it might feel pitching tents in open fields, love
I imagine 'out of the woods'
I bet that feels so good
I'm in the thick of the thing
Finding moons in crescent rings, love
I imagine 'out of the woods'
I want to feel that good
What if I don't say that you're the only one for me?
What if I don't?
Safe to go and free to wander free
What if I don't?
Foreign language, middle summer
Hold me under, lens and shutter
I'm picking up your tongue and stuttering
I've had a touch of your touch
It isn't enough of your touch
You keep me in your perimeter - ITP, I'm ready, new, I'm clean
I hope you won't mind, this my new language - stuttering
Oh my oh my God, how did I get this far?
How did I wander off?
I get to thinking that I'm coming up short
But then I get to thinking, get thinking maybe I am better off
It's too early in the morning for your Holy Ghost warning
Oh my God - get to thinking that I'm coming up short
Get to thinking that I'm coming up short
What if I don't say that you're the only one for me?
What if I don't?
Safe to go and free to wander free
What if I don't?
Foreign language, middle summer
Hold me under, lens and shutter
I'm picking up your tongue and stuttering
Oh my oh my God
I'm glad I got this far, a couple times there felt so close
A couple times there felt there felt so close
But I've taken such good notes
Progress is progress
As I co-exist amongst all that's certain
I cannot help but question myself; question, question, question
But I don't know, of course!
Shouldn't trust a phone, of course!
I think I'll take a break from their technology
Think I heard somewhere
If you let go a little bit
You'll have more room for some perspective
I cannot call it truth absolute
But it's better than I've been
(I don't wanna think of what morale I have left
I just want to binge watch parks and rec)
What if I don't say that you're the only one for me?
What if I don't?
Safe to go and free to wander free
What if I don't?
Foreign language, middle summer
Hold me under, lens and shutter
I'm picking up your tongue and stuttering
I wonder how it might feel pitching tents in open fields, love
I imagine 'out of the woods'
I bet that feels so good
I'm in the thick of the thing
Finding moons in crescent rings, love
I imagine 'out of the woods'
I want to feel that good
What if I don't say that you're the only one for me?
What if I don't?
Safe to go and free to wander free
What if I don't?
Foreign language, middle summer
Hold me under, lens and shutter
I'm picking up your tongue and stuttering
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Writer(s): Rebecca Ramos, I The Victor
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