Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slade Coulter
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Slade Coulter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Beck
Producer
Testi
[Verse 1]
I had something to say
The tip of my tongue, now it's gone away
I'm trying, yeah, I'm trying
I got my head in the clouds
It's too far to fall, I ain't coming down
I'm flying, yeah, I'm flying
[Chorus]
'Cause I got the words but can't get 'em out
They're stuck between my brain and mouth
It feels like something cursed me, but I suppose
That's the way it goes
[Instrumental]
I been searching my mind
Send a bucket down a well and it comes out dry
I'm worthless, yeah, I'm worthless
Another day out the door
Not a thing to say and I'm looking for the purpose
I hope it's worth it
[Chorus]
'Cause I've searched round here and over yonder
Couldn't find a phrase to conjure
Now I'm stuck here, looking down my nose
But that's the way it goes
[Instrumental]
And I can't stop searching for the right thing to say
And I know it's right here somewhere close
But our tongues aren't working, I'm trying to find a way
But no one around here seems to know
And that's the way it goes
[Instrumental]
'Cause I got the words but can't get 'em out
They're stuck between my brain and mouth
It feels like something cursed me, but I suppose
That's the way it goes
Written by: Slade Coulter