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You have so much to say
I try my best to clear the way
But there you go, once again
chickening out my friend
The blood cells freeze in me
When you cannot find the words to speak
but there you go, once again
raising up your self defense

Well you don't have to be so cool about it
See the icicles
dangling from the gables

Well life gets lonely
when silence keeps you company

So let it bubble up now
then spit it out
Spit it out

I’m always last to see
what’s coming before it hits me
But there you go, once again
leading me down a dead end
Your like a prophesy
that never comes to pass for me
So here I go, once again
dreading what’s inside your head

Well you don't have to be so cool about it
See the icicles
dripping down the windows

Well life gets lonely
when silence keeps you company

So let it bubble up now
then spit it out
Spit it out

Well I’m not blind to see
you harbor some unpleasantry
but all I hear is arbitrary
talk that never cuts too deep
And now you’re plying me
with verbal uppers I can see
but I know, eventually
you’ll go and explode on me

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from Sweet Potato Sessions, released November 30, 2019

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