Switchblade - DBMK

I heard you coughed your lungs out

Frozen solid is the only way now

Couple spirits keep your teeth tight

Doubled up but man I’m spending the night

I try to fill my room with girls now

They only make me feel my sickness

And I think it’s quickest just to lie down

Stop what you’re saying now

I never wanted the truth

I’m never table, all booth

My legs don’t stand for misuse

And I probably don’t have a clue

I never wanted the truth

I’m never table all booth

Did you hear I coughed my heart out?

It never fit me so I’m likely to drown

My body yearns for something real now

Suggesting kitchen counters, can openers, and close encounters to hold me down

Ain’t no one’s boyfriend, wow

I’m busy up in my brain but they don’t see anything, yeah

Talk a little slow now

I don’t want to be alone now

I think I’m all alone now

But let me talk a little more now

Am I adding to the voices

Tell me how can I avoid this

Tell me what my choice is?

Tell me what my choice is?

I open up too easily, look at me

Single sided blade of insecurities, yeah

I open up too easily, speak to me

Cutting through my comfort like its misery, sad

Where to begin

Boston body’s caving in

If you’re looking for my head it’s in the lights I found you in

Where to begin

Boston body’s caving in

If you’re looking for my head it’s in the lights I found you in

Low 808

Blaring through my KRK’s

Double spirits

Can you hear it?

Twin machines still stop and pray

I play my role

Exercising self-control

Every evening is deceiving

And I’m sick of being bold

Talk a little slow now

I don’t want to be alone now

I think I’m all alone now

But let me talk a little more now

Am I adding to the voices

Tell me how can I avoid this

Tell me what my choice is?

Tell me what my choice is?

I open up too easily, look at me

Single sided blade of insecurities, yeah

I open up too easily, speak to me

Cutting through my comfort like its misery, sad

Misery, sad (x8)

You’ve got to be sad

You’ve got to be sharp

You’ve got to be sad

You’ve got to be on

You’ve got to be sad

You’ve got to be sharp

You’ve got to be sad

You’ve got to be on

(You've got to be sad) I open up

(You've got to be sharp) too easily

(You've got to be sad) don’t look at me

(You've got to be on) don’t speak to me

(You've got to be sad) I open up

(You've got to be sharp) too easily

(You've got to be sad) don’t look at me

(You've got to be on) don’t speak to me

(You've got to be sad) I open up

(You've got to be sharp) too easily

(You've got to be sad) don’t look at me

(You've got to be on) don’t speak to me

(You've got to be sad) I open up

(You've got to be sharp) too easily

(You've got to be sad) don’t look at me

(You've got to be on) don’t speak to me

«A ton of Stuffs Goin on!»

Ooh, you’re so sweet

Like a cherry tree

What you do to me

Baby love for me

Ooh, you’re so sweet

Like a cherry tree

What you do to me

Now you’re leaving me

Ooh, you’re so sweet

Like a cherry tree

What you do to me

Baby love for me

Ooh, you’re so sweet

Like a cherry tree

What you do to me

Now you’re leaving me