Текст песни My Cup Runneth Over

This pounding in my chest
Will be digested with a grain
Of salt they couldn't find
When disecting my brain

You found an avenue to course through
Like blood in my veins
Now just decode my pulse in morse to hear
The things I couldn't say, wait

I hope that you catch up when you catch on

Chorus:
I must be a dead give-away
If not I'm well on my way
Go slow, Tip-toe,
Don't give me away
I'm a dead give-away
If not I'm well on my way
Go slow, Tip-toe,
Don't give me away

'Till my cup runneth over darling
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Hit the nail on the head
Yeah hit it right on the nose
To knock your qualms and hesitations
Down like dominos

Where is all my skill in prose?
Where are all my fancy clothes?
I keep forgetting things I need to not
Be overly exposed, wait

I hope that you catch up when you catch on

Chorus x2

My body's shakin' like an earthquake
I really wish I could articulate
My body's shakin' like an earthquake
Shake, shake.

Chorus

Why don't you give me away?

Chorus