Drowningman Lyrics
Trouble Breathing

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I've got talking sickness. Laredo number nine. I
pull the pages over the line. Can you hear me?
There's something wrong with me, I can't talk, I
can't speak, I can hardly even say these words at
all. Yeah I know there's something wrong with me,
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and I haven't got a thing that i can spin around
my head. Ties the tongue with silver string and
holds almost everything. Painted on like clouds
and sky. I built a pair of human eyes. Ties the
tongue with silver string hold on almost
everything and it's only half of what you always
wanted. Everybody's got it all and it's going
around.



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