Lyrics
what was that crack i made
then to babble on with every word
Better to be silent and be strong, swung a hammer wrapped in suede
i wish i could subtract
Better to be seen and never heard, i coil and i rattle Guardian, what was that crack i made
Then why the thrill in an idle tongue that fires at will, on attack with a cardiac comeback, the price is high
When i let another arrow fly, got ghostwriters for my babble on so i communicate, then to babble on with every word
then i babble on every time i add a line
When i let another arrow fly, when i let another arrow fly
Tale and tattle, got ghostwriters for my babble on so i communicate, the price is high
Then i babble on every time i add a line, when i let another arrow fly, too late to take it back
And if talk is cheap, swung a hammer wrapped in suede, what was that crack i made
I coil and i rattle, proverbs 17 28, better to be seen and never heard
i coil and i rattle
Then i babble on every time i add a line, intending to humiliate Guardian, the price is high
You take shelter, better check the cue card, too late to take it back
Proverbs 12 18, i wish i could subtract, proverbs 17 28
Even fools seem wiser off the babble on every time i add a line, then to babble on with every word Guardian, better to be silent and be strong
I wish i could subtract, backbiter with an appetite, then i babble on every time i add a line
The price is high, file a claim with medicaid
Rant and rattle on ugly as the sun it is sold out to the slander biz, hissing words in serpentine Guardian, backbiter with an appetite
Then i babble on every time i add a line, and if talk is cheap, too late to take it back
Too late to take it back, too late to take it back
intending to humiliate
then why the thrill in an idle tongue that fires at will
Knock you senseless as i babble on i strike between the lines, i wish i could subtract On, conversations in veneer
Then to let my babble babble on then to let my babble babble on then to babble on james 12 18, then i babble on every time i add a line, and if talk is cheap
They re insincere, too late to take it back
Too late to take it back, then to babble on with every word
And if talk is cheap, then to let my babble babble on then to let my babble babble on then to babble on james 12 18
Too late to take it back, then i babble on every time i add a line On, conversations in veneer
sand em down
Gotta keep the tongue in line, better to be silent and be strong, proverbs 12 18
when i let another arrow fly
Like a lick from a lunatic beatnick, even fools seem wiser off the babble on every time i add a line, sand em down