2 X 4 (Demo) Lyrics

I'm talkin' I'm talkin'
I'm talkin' to myself moreNeedle, fetal
Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me
And you see that synthetic therapy
Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing
But, oh what a feelingBut I wish that you would stop spitting when you're talking to meAnd inside, air dry
I might want to go another way
But you see now I'm too pale to get out
Into the lovely light of day
Oh, I'll do anything that you say
Oh, I'll do anything that you sayBut I wish you would stop spitting when you're talking to meI'm talkin' to myself moreOne by oneMan to man
Stand to standTwo by fourTalkin' to myself
Songwriters
Stevens, Thomas Rogers / Thorn, Christopher John / Hoon, Shannon / Smith, Brad / Graham, GlenPublished by
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