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Better if I could find the words to say
Whenever I take a choice it turns away
I'm worn, tired of my mind
I'm worn out, thinking of why
I'm always so unsure
I battle my thoughts I find I can't explain
I've traveled so far but somehow feel the same
I'm worn, tired of my mind
I'm worn out, thinking of why
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm worn, tired of my mind
I'm worn out, thinking of why
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I am alive when I sleep
Why am I not in all that I got?
I can't find no one to blame
Stand, stand, damned one
Damned one
Damned one
Damned one
I am one
Damned
One
Where do I go?
Whenever I take a choice it turns away
I'm worn, tired of my mind
I'm worn out, thinking of why
I'm always so unsure
I battle my thoughts I find I can't explain
I've traveled so far but somehow feel the same
I'm worn, tired of my mind
I'm worn out, thinking of why
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm worn, tired of my mind
I'm worn out, thinking of why
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I'm always so unsure
I am alive when I sleep
Why am I not in all that I got?
I can't find no one to blame
Stand, stand, damned one
Damned one
Damned one
Damned one
I am one
Damned
One
Where do I go?
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Threads Lyrics as written by Beth Gibbons Adrian Francis Utley
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I like the comment about over-analysis. Francisco Goya once made a print saying that "The sleep of reason produces monsters". Perhaps the lyrics in this song reflect the opposite kind of hell: one person's restless, insomniac quest to find a guilty party, or to ferret out an answer to life's problems. You can dig for answers, but if you overdo it, you may end up digging your own grave.
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