Dangers - Oxhead lyrics
[Dangers - Oxhead lyrics]
What's in a word? What's in a name?
And how do I tame these
Beasts to which I'm slave? I fork
My tongue into the thoughts
But words can't seem to span
Across the gulf between what's
In my head and all the things I say instead
Untwist my tongue fact check
My fictions maybe you're just deaf
Or maybe I'm just dumb bruised cheek
Split tongue one more Bucephalus
Maybe I'm happy
Or maybe I'm just dumb another word
Another slang another grammar another
Failure to communicate the things I
Tried to say to
You as we drove through that Texas
June our love, like a hex
Snaked around my suffix untwist
My tongue fact check
My fictions maybe you're just deaf
Or maybe I'm just dumb
Bruised cheek split tongue one more
Bucephalus maybe I'm happy
Or maybe I'm just dumb
The son of a son of a son of a
Son sometimes, at night, when I can't sleep
The things you said that day
Echo through me "If you can ride that beast
Then you can
Take him home but trust me, son, " you said
"you'll suffer the writing all alone"
Untwist my tongue bucephalus untwist
My tongue bucephalus cut out
My tongue aphasia bucephalus
And how do I tame these
Beasts to which I'm slave? I fork
My tongue into the thoughts
But words can't seem to span
Across the gulf between what's
In my head and all the things I say instead
Untwist my tongue fact check
My fictions maybe you're just deaf
Or maybe I'm just dumb bruised cheek
Split tongue one more Bucephalus
Maybe I'm happy
Or maybe I'm just dumb another word
Another slang another grammar another
Failure to communicate the things I
Tried to say to
You as we drove through that Texas
June our love, like a hex
Snaked around my suffix untwist
My tongue fact check
My fictions maybe you're just deaf
Or maybe I'm just dumb
Bruised cheek split tongue one more
Bucephalus maybe I'm happy
Or maybe I'm just dumb
The son of a son of a son of a
Son sometimes, at night, when I can't sleep
The things you said that day
Echo through me "If you can ride that beast
Then you can
Take him home but trust me, son, " you said
"you'll suffer the writing all alone"
Untwist my tongue bucephalus untwist
My tongue bucephalus cut out
My tongue aphasia bucephalus