Stutter stutter says the little boy
I wanna blow a hole in my headI swear what this world wants to hear
Trapped in what we know as truth syndrome
Stutter stutter silence no friendChildren can be cruel she said
So I smashed her in the fucking head
Sorry dear that's the nature of TouretteStutter stutter nothing else but me
I twitch and turn while underneathMy contemporaries are so in control
Fuck you fuck you I grunt and groan
Stutter stutter can't keep it no moreChildren can be cruel she said
So I smashed her in the fucking head
Sorry dear it's the nature of Tourettestutter stutter are your eyes closed
You know a hole through which you can fallBut I can't even be bothered to hang on
When you're this numb news don't register
I just opened my eyes