Female.Complete.1)Hey, I’ve Got Tourette’s!

Verse 1: Singing along for a paying crowd, best to go and think twice! Figuring out how to start to be proud, man, it seems semi-nice! And now these tics kick in, and the snickers begin, laughs that drag so damn far! Refusing pictures on stupid fixtures, I can’t even drive my car! Chorus: Hey, I’ve Got Tourette’s, that’s how I’m wired, boy, isn’t that funny! My tics I got just happen uninspired, that’s what I know all so well! Hey, I’ve Got Tourette’s, I’m living in some tired dream! And a quirky style, with partial smiles, I’m a special breed of some dull ultra-violent kinda beam! Hey, I’ve Got Tourette’s! Hey, I’ve Got Tourette’s! Hey, I’ve Got Tourette’s! Let’s sing it again with tics again, or just pretend to transcend, yeah! Bridge: The fast amygdala, it's a gift and pain, Quick reflexes, I'm more than prone to gain. Please, embrace the differences that set us apart, Remember it's our traits that make for fun art, just don’t fart. Shooby-doo-bop-shebong this ain’t no darn song, I’m having an outburst. Either get my meds or call the doctor, it be proper. Call nine one one the song is done. Hey, I’ve Got Tourette’s.