Field Music - Sit Tight
I've been sitting tight didn't know
Waiting for a chance to stop dead
Don't believe to be just forcing a useless joke
Fool everyone even myself especially myself
I've been hanging on for so long
Waiting for you to open your mouth
Stop all your weeping and spit it all out
I'm sick of all your talk
But I want you to talk I want just to talk
And even if it doesn't change
And nothing seems quite right again
It'll be fine because if it ends then it must be
I've been sitting here quiet all of this time
Had your fingers against my eyes, your lips, your shoes
My breath, your tongue, your skin, my lips, your lies
Waiting for a chance to stop dead
Don't believe to be just forcing a useless joke
Fool everyone even myself especially myself
I've been hanging on for so long
Waiting for you to open your mouth
Stop all your weeping and spit it all out
I'm sick of all your talk
But I want you to talk I want just to talk
And even if it doesn't change
And nothing seems quite right again
It'll be fine because if it ends then it must be
I've been sitting here quiet all of this time
Had your fingers against my eyes, your lips, your shoes
My breath, your tongue, your skin, my lips, your lies
I've been sitting tight didn't know
Waiting for a chance to stop dead
Don't believe to be just forcing a useless joke
Fool everyone even myself especially myself
I've been hanging on for so long
Waiting for you to open your mouth
Stop all your weeping and spit it all out
I'm sick of all your talk
But I want you to talk I want just to talk
And even if it doesn't change
And nothing seems quite right again
It'll be fine because if it ends then it must be
I've been sitting here quiet all of this time
Had your fingers against my eyes, your lips, your shoes
My breath, your tongue, your skin, my lips, your lies
Waiting for a chance to stop dead
Don't believe to be just forcing a useless joke
Fool everyone even myself especially myself
I've been hanging on for so long
Waiting for you to open your mouth
Stop all your weeping and spit it all out
I'm sick of all your talk
But I want you to talk I want just to talk
And even if it doesn't change
And nothing seems quite right again
It'll be fine because if it ends then it must be
I've been sitting here quiet all of this time
Had your fingers against my eyes, your lips, your shoes
My breath, your tongue, your skin, my lips, your lies
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