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Iron Man lyrics by Noah Levine

Verse
Giant clouds of salt accumulate on my hands
I’ve got a seven on the Richter scale from the shaking in my leg
When you’re old enough to put your mind to mouth no one cares
For your undiagnosed problems with your head

Verse
Find the short way out of a crowded house
Making good friends with the dog
Try and hold that big red cup in a way that says you drink your alcohol
And it turns my face red, red, red
And I’m out of place

Chorus
I’m not your iron man with organs made of steel
I’ve still got bullet wounds I’m not somehow expected to feel
Don’t tell me to „Be a man” what the hell is all that supposed to mean?
Oh, it’s so emasculating to explode and make a scene
I’ll make a scene

Verse
Got a lot to say dancing on my tongue
Trying not to just swallow it whole
Wouldn’t it be nice if the things I liked didn’t frame me as „out of control”
I don’t wanna be food for the utilitarian
I hate living life with the shit I’ve been carrying
I bite my tongue where the dancers are buried
And-

Chorus
I’m not your iron man with organs made of steel
I’ve still got bullet wounds I’m not somehow expected to feel
Don’t tell me to „Be a man” what the hell is all that supposed to mean?
Oh, it’s so emasculating to explode and make a scene
I’ll make a scene

Chorus
Don’t tell me to „Be a man” what the hell is all that supposed to mean?
Oh, it’s so emasculating to explode and make a scene
I’m not your iron man with organs made of steel
I’ve still got bullet wounds I’m not somehow expected to feel