Tongue-splitter (Album Version|Explicit) - Protest The Hero
Written by：Moe Carlson/Luke Hoskin/Timothy Millar/Arif Mirabdolbaghi/James Rody Walker
A psychotherapist once claimed I had acute neurosis
I only said a couple words and he made his diagnosis
He said I could say whatever I want because I never chose this
So I spat and grinned and I looked at him
And I blew him a Glasgow kiss look out now
I close just one eye and let a part of me die
Never too sure if it's the truth or a lie
I'm not asking for your pity woe is me sarcastically
I'm not losing sleep pathetically while waxing so poetically
But I'm waning waning alphabetically
As I keep dropping bombs dropping bombs
Dropping bombs apologetically
It was a wicked whimpering winter plague night
When my tongue grew wings and took to flight
The thought had never crossed my mind before that moment
Is the truth so bent it can't be broken
Jealousy got the best of me and had a conference with the rest of me
It said if this is all that's left for me then there's
So little room for regret
And that little voice hey little voice hey
Little voice inside my head said
If you don't regret nothing then you might as well be dead
As well be dead
As well be dead
So I apologize
Mostly to the four or five guys
Who stand behind me on the stage every night
As the mic starts to whisper
And the words start to blister in my mouth that I know aren't right
I gotta get back to who I was before my last ten years on autopilot
It's the mask that quite often starts to eat into your face
So wear it lightly like a cap that can quickly be replaced
I gotta get back to who I was before my last ten years on autopilot
So tell me again how my life should have been
Before I was spineless before I gave in
'Cause everybody thinks it's timeless well time's running out
One thing I'll never regret is I never shed my face
[00:00.00]Tongue-splitter (Album Version|Explicit) - Protest The Hero
[00:15.00]Written by：Moe Carlson/Luke Hoskin/Timothy Millar/Arif Mirabdolbaghi/James Rody Walker
[00:30.01]A psychotherapist once claimed I had acute neurosis
[00:33.02]I only said a couple words and he made his diagnosis
[00:36.33]He said I could say whatever I want because I never chose this
[00:39.27]So I spat and grinned and I looked at him
[00:41.02]And I blew him a Glasgow kiss look out now
[00:42.76]I close just one eye and let a part of me die
[00:48.94]Never too sure if it's the truth or a lie
[01:08.60]I'm not asking for your pity woe is me sarcastically
[01:15.05]I'm not losing sleep pathetically while waxing so poetically
[01:21.55]But I'm waning waning alphabetically
[01:26.40]As I keep dropping bombs dropping bombs
[01:30.03]Dropping bombs apologetically
[01:34.37]It was a wicked whimpering winter plague night
[01:39.23]When my tongue grew wings and took to flight
[01:46.67]The thought had never crossed my mind before that moment
[01:52.07]Is the truth so bent it can't be broken
[01:58.96]Jealousy got the best of me and had a conference with the rest of me
[02:01.87]It said if this is all that's left for me then there's
[02:03.79]So little room for regret
[02:05.06]And that little voice hey little voice hey
[02:06.98]Little voice inside my head said
[02:08.29]If you don't regret nothing then you might as well be dead
[02:14.11]As well be dead
[02:24.02]As well be dead
[02:37.52]So I apologize
[02:43.89]Mostly to the four or five guys
[02:47.19]Who stand behind me on the stage every night
[02:50.47]As the mic starts to whisper
[02:53.62]And the words start to blister in my mouth that I know aren't right
[03:03.17]I gotta get back to who I was before my last ten years on autopilot
[03:16.04]It's the mask that quite often starts to eat into your face
[03:21.96]So wear it lightly like a cap that can quickly be replaced
[03:28.04]I gotta get back to who I was before my last ten years on autopilot
[03:41.95]So tell me again how my life should have been
[03:47.64]Before I was spineless before I gave in
[03:54.72]'Cause everybody thinks it's timeless well time's running out
[04:00.08]One thing I'll never regret is I never shed my face