Can't Find the Words
I'm so frustrated
Time is running out and the pressure's on
I'm fascinated
But now the moment's come and gone
Recalibrated
Give me a rule to break it and I'll give you art
Asphyxiated
By the words I'm choking on
I can't find the words to say
They're stuck inside my mouth
It's chaos in my head, I can't contain
I can't find the words to say
I'm tripping in the doubt
I'm getting sick and tired of tryna
Find a way to let it out
Out
Out
For what it's worth, I'm dying to be heard
But I can't find the words
You might be emasculated
By the things I have to say so I push it down
Oh God, I hate it
Wish I could say it all out loud
I know secrets about you
There's a lot of damage I could do
But I can't find the words to say
They're stuck inside my mouth
It's chaos in my head, I can't contain
I can't find the words to say
I'm tripping in the doubt
I'm getting so damn tired of
Tryna find a way to let it out
Out
Out
Out
For what it's worth, I'm dying to be heard
But I can't find the words
Somebody tell the prophet what
She's supposed to say
She needs more than drunken
Friends for protégés
If you're waiting to be saved from
Your own deep despondents
With words locked up inside her head
Is a prophet still a prophet?
I can't find the words to say
They're stuck inside my mouth
It's chaos in my head, I can't contain
I can't find the words to say
I'm tripping in the doubt
I'm getting fucking tired of tryna
Find a way to let it out
Out
Out
Out
Well, for what it's worth, I'm dying to be heard
But I can't find the words
Time is running out and the pressure's on
I'm fascinated
But now the moment's come and gone
Recalibrated
Give me a rule to break it and I'll give you art
Asphyxiated
By the words I'm choking on
I can't find the words to say
They're stuck inside my mouth
It's chaos in my head, I can't contain
I can't find the words to say
I'm tripping in the doubt
I'm getting sick and tired of tryna
Find a way to let it out
Out
Out
For what it's worth, I'm dying to be heard
But I can't find the words
You might be emasculated
By the things I have to say so I push it down
Oh God, I hate it
Wish I could say it all out loud
I know secrets about you
There's a lot of damage I could do
But I can't find the words to say
They're stuck inside my mouth
It's chaos in my head, I can't contain
I can't find the words to say
I'm tripping in the doubt
I'm getting so damn tired of
Tryna find a way to let it out
Out
Out
Out
For what it's worth, I'm dying to be heard
But I can't find the words
Somebody tell the prophet what
She's supposed to say
She needs more than drunken
Friends for protégés
If you're waiting to be saved from
Your own deep despondents
With words locked up inside her head
Is a prophet still a prophet?
I can't find the words to say
They're stuck inside my mouth
It's chaos in my head, I can't contain
I can't find the words to say
I'm tripping in the doubt
I'm getting fucking tired of tryna
Find a way to let it out
Out
Out
Out
Well, for what it's worth, I'm dying to be heard
But I can't find the words
Credits
Writer(s): Lindy Robbins, Steven Solomon, Caitlin Ary
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