Words
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Words
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Caught in a trap, snap, two fingers like that
In a bind, it reminds me of Indiana
Temple of Doom, spoon feed your propaganda
And I can't dodge your plans to try to sway me to confess
But I hit it, I couldn't admit it
Felt like I was swallowed by you, it's all coming true
This minute, callous, cold, frigid
My whole worlds turning blue
It's all 'cause of you yeah
You cut me off when I try to speak
Want your attention but I get your critique
And if you know one thing 'bout me
All this confusion makes me freak
Why you messing with my words, words, words, words, words
Yeah with my words, words, words, words, words
Why you messing with my words, words, words, words, words
Yeah with my words, words, words, words, words
Why you messing with my
Lock down your lips, switch, now change the channel
Please excuse, missed the cue, now our photo's on the mantle
Every drop, stop feeding me your poison
Makes me shrink, think, battle my misfortune
I regret it, there at last I said it
Now what are you gonna do, it's all come unglued
Forget it, take it back, reset it
Your dead weight falls on me, our final retreat yeah
And if you know one thing 'bout me
All this confusion makes me freak
Why you messing with my words, words, words, words, words
Yeah with my words, words, words, words, words
Why you messing with my words, words, words, words, words
Yeah with my words, words, words, words, words
Why you messing with my
And if you know one thing 'bout me
Then you should know that it will make me freak
Words, words, words, words, words
Words, words, words, words, words
Why you messing with my
Shut up!
Why you messing with my
Why you messing with my
Think you'll figure me out, but you don't have the clout
Claim it's as dry as a drought
But you're pouring lies like a water spout
Twisting tongues 'til they're sprung into an ugly bow
Let me speak for myself before I tap you out, uh
I can speak for myself
Why you messing with my
Why you messing with my
I can speak for myself
Why you messing with my
Messing with my words
You keep on messing with my
Why you messing with my words
You keep on messing with my
You keep on messing with my
Words, words, words, words, words
Yeah with my words, words, words, words, words
Why you messing with my words, words, words, words, words
Yeah with my words, words, words, words, words
Why you messing with my
And if you know one thing 'bout me
Then you should know that it will make me freak
Words, words, words, words, words
Yeah with my words, words, words, words, words
Why you messing with my
Words, words, words, words
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Who performs "Words"?
Sumo Cyco performs "Words", and this lyric page sits inside the Sumo Cyco catalog on LyroVerse.
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