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Stuck in My Throat (2003)
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These wars of words are pointless
Nothing gets accomplished, no
To see you bent and broken
You'd think I'd like it

But I don't
It disgusts me
That I can be
So petty and so weak

Yeah, You're sorry
Everyones always so sorry
Yeah,
And I thought I heard you say
"To lose is not ok, win is the only way"
Guess what I did with my day
Well, I failed

Despite my reservations
I think it's time that we met, we met
And all these complications
Yeah they make me something i'm not

(This is a war)
You're kitten as a cat
I know where it's at
Yeah this is where it's at
Yeah,

Yeah you're sorry
Everyone is always so sorry
Yeah
And I thought saw you stray
But I love you anyway

And I'd like us to be forever
That's what I tried to say
But it got stuck in my throat
And words are missing
Words are missing
Words are missing
Words are missing
Stuck in my throat
Now that I know it could only be you
I try to speak out
But the words are missing
Words are missing

. . .


Spread my arms
And now take flight
Strike a nerve
And I push myself against the light
My shattered spine
There is no pain
Suffering
This misery without a name
Misery without a name
Misery without a name

All these amphetamines
Running through my veins
I am lucky I don't don't drown

Damn your eyes
Damn your eyes
Damn your eyes

I have seen
The fall of kings
Slowly now
I strip the beetle of its wings
Without fear
And without shame
I accept
This misery without a name
Misery without a name
Misery without a name
Misery without a name

I do not fear the change
Ripping through my system
I am always coming down

Damn your eyes
Damn your eyes
Damn your eyes
God, damn it all!
This is all, this is my
This is all, this is my
THis is all, this is my all

This is it
This is it
This is it
This is...

If I wanted you
I would take you
But I don't want you
So I will let you suffer

What is this
That melts my brain?
I may die
But I am damned to live again
Touch my eyes
Embrace the blame
This is my
My misery without a name
Misery without a name
Misery without a name
Misery without a name

. . .


I'm scared of the police
I'm scared of the violence
I'm scared of handcuffs
And truncheons
I'm just too scared

So pack your bags
We're going home
This place has started to stink
I've been standing around
For far too long
And my feet have started to sink in

And I'm scared of becoming
A statue, a monolith
And not changing, ever
It's not healthy, and I'm just

Scared of it

And I'm scared of your anger
And I don't know what causes it
And you know that it hurts me
But I like you

. . .


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