X-Amount Of Words
By Blue October
2007
4:14
Official Music Video
X-Amount Of Words by Blue October
Lyrics & Translation
English
Relapse
Prevent trigger intent
Now drown
High strung
Say X amount of words
You're solar, bipolar
Panic disorder
Seems harder and harder and harder
Still you try to control it
You mold, you mold
Yeah you shape to mold
Oh you're bold you're bold
But your shape is bold
You're a symptom superficial
To what they call knowing you
Minus the speed,
Could you imagine the phobia?
Your brain is faulty wiring
the reason for tiring
Keep treating the curse,
Imagine the worst
Systematic, sympathetic
Quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic
Your heart is prosthetic
A plate of quite peculiar
On a dish of my own
A tablespoon of feather
tickle me to the bone
Give me recipes for happy
with the chemicals gone
Drinking freedom from a bottle
to the tune of belong
I'm sick of shaking
never waking
from the hell I achieve
I never knew you till you left me
with the crying disease
Another curing, reassuring
way to buckle the knees
So mistreated, I repeated
Never blessing your sneeze
Now deleted and defeated
I will stand on my own
Yeah your memory that punches me
has broken the bone
Give me recipes for sorry
I'm admitting I'm wrong
Still your memory that punches me
has broken the bone
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of X-Amount Of Words by Blue October
X-Amount Of Words* (original Blue October)
Relapse
Prevent trigger intent
Now drown
High strung
Say X amount of words
You're solar, bipolar
Panic disorder
Seems harder and harder and harder
Still you try to control it
You mold, you mold
Yeah you shape to mold
Oh you're bold you're bold
But your shape is bold
You're a symptom superficial
To what they call knowing you
Minus the speed,
Could you imagine the phobia?
Your brain is faulty wiring
the reason for tiring
Keep treating the curse,
Imagine the worst
Systematic, sympathetic
Quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic
Your heart is prosthetic
A plate of quite peculiar
On a dish of my own
A tablespoon of feather
tickle me to the bone
Give me recipes for happy
with the chemicals gone
Drinking freedom from a bottle
to the tune of belong
I'm sick of shaking
never waking
from the hell I achieve
I never knew you till you left me
with the crying disease
Another curing, reassuring
way to buckle the knees
So mistreated, I repeated
Never blessing your sneeze
Now deleted and defeated
I will stand on my own
Yeah your memory that punches me
has broken the bone
Give me recipes for sorry
I'm admitting I'm wrong
Still your memory that punches me
has broken the bone
X-Amount Of Words (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Recaída
Prevenir la intención del gatillo
Ahora ahógate
Muy tenso
Di X cantidad de palabras
Eres solar, bipolar
Trastorno de pánico
Parece más y más y más difícil
Aun así intentas controlarlo
Moldeas, moldeas
Sí, le das forma para moldear
Oh, eres audaz, eres audaz
Pero tu forma es audaz
Eres un síntoma superficial
De lo que llaman conocerte
Menos la velocidad,
¿Podrías imaginar la fobia?
Tu cerebro tiene un cableado defectuoso
la razón del cansancio
Sigue tratando la maldición,
Imagina lo peor
Sistemático, simpático
Bastante patético, apologético, paramédico
Tu corazón es protésico
Un plato bastante peculiar
En un plato propio
Una cucharada de pluma
hazme cosquillas hasta los huesos
Dame recetas para ser feliz
con los químicos desaparecidos
Bebiendo libertad de una botella
al son de pertenecer
Estoy harto de temblar
nunca despertar
del infierno que logro
Nunca te conocí hasta que me dejaste
con la enfermedad del llanto
Otra curación, tranquilizadora
manera de doblar las rodillas
Tan maltratado, repetí
Nunca bendiciendo tu estornudo
Ahora borrado y derrotado
Me mantendré por mi cuenta
Sí, tu recuerdo que me golpea
ha roto el hueso
Dame recetas para el perdón
Admito que me equivoco
Aun así tu recuerdo que me golpea
ha roto el hueso
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