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Tina Bailey - Basket Case Lyrics



Tina Bailey - Basket Case Lyrics




My stomach burns
My heart can't win
My confidence is big
I try, I try
I die, I die
Why can't I stop this thing

I tried to write the words out loud
I tried to write them straight and taught
I try, I try
I die, I die
Why can't I make it stop

I swallow pills, I cut my wrists
I shed my tears to their abyss
I try, I try
I die, I die
But God I always miss

I've drank it to life for the lack
Hoping the life would not come back
I try, I try
I die, I die
But lord are you feeling bad

I've read those books to find my groove
I've joined those groups that reassure
I try, I try
I die, I die
But everything's a blur

I'm tired of all and
I'm still not right
If God is real where's he tonight
I try, I try
I die, I die
What words will not sound dry

Who could ever want the place
But being with such a basket case
I try, I try
I die, I die
I cannot love this place

My knuckles red
I keep them round these feelings born in that small town
I try, I try
I die, I die
I should just shut my mouth

I hit my head against the wall
I pull my hair
I watch it fall
I try, I try
I die, I die
God help me learn to call

(Will never tell)
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English

My stomach burns
My heart can't win
My confidence is big
I try, I try
I die, I die
Why can't I stop this thing

I tried to write the words out loud
I tried to write them straight and taught
I try, I try
I die, I die
Why can't I make it stop

I swallow pills, I cut my wrists
I shed my tears to their abyss
I try, I try
I die, I die
But God I always miss

I've drank it to life for the lack
Hoping the life would not come back
I try, I try
I die, I die
But lord are you feeling bad

I've read those books to find my groove
I've joined those groups that reassure
I try, I try
I die, I die
But everything's a blur

I'm tired of all and
I'm still not right
If God is real where's he tonight
I try, I try
I die, I die
What words will not sound dry

Who could ever want the place
But being with such a basket case
I try, I try
I die, I die
I cannot love this place

My knuckles red
I keep them round these feelings born in that small town
I try, I try
I die, I die
I should just shut my mouth

I hit my head against the wall
I pull my hair
I watch it fall
I try, I try
I die, I die
God help me learn to call

(Will never tell)
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Writer: Tina Marie Bailey
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Performed By: Tina Bailey
Language: English
Length: 4:03
Written by: Tina Marie Bailey
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