Song | Mother Tongue |
Artist | Canon Blue |
Album | Colonies |
One lie is the same as another | |
I was bitten by a bug and I | |
Swelled up like a balloon | |
Paralyzed no motor functions | |
I looked up peeling back my eyelids | |
And suddenly there was you | |
When the words come | |
Creeping out like spiders | |
My words are turning on eachother | |
Looking for some sort of cover | |
To rest my mouth | |
Butterflies churning in the stomach | |
Reach out for something that could nourish | |
A bottle then met my hand | |
When the words come creeping out like spiders | |
And leave their tangled webs inside | |
Who got bit by the mother tongue | |
You got bit by the mother tongue | |
And I step out to find my way | |
I could run I could stay | |
I could say a million things | |
But it wouldn't matter now | |
No it wouldn't matter now |
One lie is the same as another | |
I was bitten by a bug and I | |
Swelled up like a balloon | |
Paralyzed no motor functions | |
I looked up peeling back my eyelids | |
And suddenly there was you | |
When the words come | |
Creeping out like spiders | |
My words are turning on eachother | |
Looking for some sort of cover | |
To rest my mouth | |
Butterflies churning in the stomach | |
Reach out for something that could nourish | |
A bottle then met my hand | |
When the words come creeping out like spiders | |
And leave their tangled webs inside | |
Who got bit by the mother tongue | |
You got bit by the mother tongue | |
And I step out to find my way | |
I could run I could stay | |
I could say a million things | |
But it wouldn' t matter now | |
No it wouldn' t matter now |