Mother Tongue Lyrics
| Song | Mother Tongue |
| Artist | Canon Blue |
| Album | Colonies |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 |
| 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 |
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