Symphony Of Tourette Lyrics
| Song | Symphony Of Tourette |
| Artist | Manic Street Preachers |
| Album | GOLD AGAINST THE SOUL |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire | |
| "Stutter, stutter", says the little boy | |
| I wanna blow a hole in my head | |
| I swear what this world wants to hear | |
| Trapped in what we know as truth syndrome | |
| Stutter, stutter, silence, no friend"Children can be cruel", she said | |
| So I smashed her in the fucking head | |
| Sorry dear that's the nature of | |
| TouretteStutter, stutter nothing else but me | |
| I twitch and turn while underneath | |
| My contemporaries are so in control"Fuck you, fuck you", | |
| I grunt and groan | |
| Stutter, stutter can't keep it no more"Children can be cruel", she said | |
| So I smashed her in the fucking head | |
| Sorry dear that's the nature of | |
| TouretteStutter, stutter, are your eyes closed? | |
| You know a hole through which you can fall | |
| But I can't even be bothered to hang on | |
| When you're this numb, [Incomprehensible] | |
| I just opened my eyes |
| zuo ci : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire | |
| " Stutter, stutter", says the little boy | |
| I wanna blow a hole in my head | |
| I swear what this world wants to hear | |
| Trapped in what we know as truth syndrome | |
| Stutter, stutter, silence, no friend" Children can be cruel", she said | |
| So I smashed her in the fucking head | |
| Sorry dear that' s the nature of | |
| TouretteStutter, stutter nothing else but me | |
| I twitch and turn while underneath | |
| My contemporaries are so in control" Fuck you, fuck you", | |
| I grunt and groan | |
| Stutter, stutter can' t keep it no more" Children can be cruel", she said | |
| So I smashed her in the fucking head | |
| Sorry dear that' s the nature of | |
| TouretteStutter, stutter, are your eyes closed? | |
| You know a hole through which you can fall | |
| But I can' t even be bothered to hang on | |
| When you' re this numb, Incomprehensible | |
| I just opened my eyes |
| zuò cí : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire | |
| " Stutter, stutter", says the little boy | |
| I wanna blow a hole in my head | |
| I swear what this world wants to hear | |
| Trapped in what we know as truth syndrome | |
| Stutter, stutter, silence, no friend" Children can be cruel", she said | |
| So I smashed her in the fucking head | |
| Sorry dear that' s the nature of | |
| TouretteStutter, stutter nothing else but me | |
| I twitch and turn while underneath | |
| My contemporaries are so in control" Fuck you, fuck you", | |
| I grunt and groan | |
| Stutter, stutter can' t keep it no more" Children can be cruel", she said | |
| So I smashed her in the fucking head | |
| Sorry dear that' s the nature of | |
| TouretteStutter, stutter, are your eyes closed? | |
| You know a hole through which you can fall | |
| But I can' t even be bothered to hang on | |
| When you' re this numb, Incomprehensible | |
| I just opened my eyes |
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