It's funny you can walk with a broken leg
You can walk without feeling pain
Then one day you notice somethings out of place
And you question if you're okay
Even though you know you're not okay
When did the cracking start?
Was it slow on your bones when the split apart?
Did someone grab a bat to whack and whack till the cracks hit your heart?
I mean when your leg split apart
It's funny how you can talk with a twisted tongue
Molidng breath from your lungs
But just like a rag that's wrung and wrung
Curses flow freely from twisted tongues
You can't take back words just sung
When did the twisting start?
Was it slow on your tongue when it twisted hard?
Did someone grab and turn to churn and churn till your tongue showed your heart?
I mean when your tongue was twisted hard