Lyrics

Slip

The models say speak out
but don't speak too harshly now
use a free speech valve
but heal the models won't
what's bottled in your throat
a coat of paint instead of salve

This hum burning in my chest
is tripping on what?s next
as the leash goes tight
It wants to geyser thru the roof
spilling out the truth, and not what?s right


A slip of the tongue may be
the truest step you?ll take
when the patterns all sound fake
Your heart and your mind
they meet in your mouth
So if it?s in you,
it?s gotta come out


You slam your analytic hammer
slap me with my own grammar
for a hill of beans
Everyone seems to keep missing my point
and pointing to my means, thinking with your jenes

Embrace the subject in our voices
Look who?s behind the choices
(yes, we do apply)
Words are just clothing for a meaning
So please
quit
pleading me to buy
a new jacket and tie

So many spend so much time
trying to get the other to say what they wish
You can eat what they serve you back
but it?s still your own face you see in the bottom of the dish

May you hear
three honest words
before you?re all
a bag of bones

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