(Words: Nicky Wire/Richey James; Music: James Dean Bradfield/Sean Moore)

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

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

Stutter stutter nothing else but me
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 news don t register
I just opened my eyes

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