My adam's apple gets caught
on words and cuts them up
so that when I speak I stut
ter, and when I speak, I
repeat myself often and
also frequently. It's
also annoying to me, believe.
I sometimes contradict
or say what some say's a
Freudian slip, but it's just
that words stick like
spit to my lips.
Yeah, they stack up like
cars at a train track
and when they see the caboose
and work their way loose,
they come out in every
which order please they,
sense make don't they.
I'm sorry to say, I say
things better this way,
with pens and paper and no
adam's apple or lips
to turn whats black, whats white
gray.
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