Symphony of Tourette (House in the Woods demo) Songtext
von Manic Street Preachers

"Stutter, stutter", says the little boy
I wanna blow a hole in my head

I swear what this world wants to hear
Trapped in what we know as truth syndrome
Stutter, stutter, silence, no friend

"Children can be cruel," she said
So I smashed her in the fucking head
Sorry dear, that′s the nature of Tourette

Stutter, stutter, keep it all inside
I twitch and turn while underneath


My contemporaries are so in control
"Fuck you, fuck you", I grunt and groan
Stutter, stutter, can't keep it no more

"Children can be cruel," she said
So I smashed her in the fucking head
Sorry dear, that′s the nature of Tourette

Stutter, stutter, are your eyes closed?
You know a hole through which you can fall
But I can't even be bothered to hang on
When you're this numb, you′re like a wet tombstone
I just opened my eyes