X Amount Of Words
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Relapse prevent
Trigger intent
Now drown, high strung
Say x amount of words
Your 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 shade is bold
You're a symptom superficial
To what they call knowing you
Minus the speed
Could you imagine the phobia, 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

Say x amount of words
High strung
Say say x amount of words
High strung
Say x amount of words
Probably the most electric song Blue October has ever recorded, this is almost classifiable as techno.  Still, it is addictive and shines, as always.

"This is a song called X Amount Of Words.  And I wrote it at Mamie and my house, and I figured why not try this shit on your guys, so, here we go.  It's a lot more complicated than I most...this is X Amount Of Words."

-Justin at Sidecar 09-28-02
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