Insidious Winge Songtext
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I swapped belligerence for a nervous tick and now I've turned
into a worthless prick with nothing learned.
It's insidious to let indulgence take a strangle-hold
Too serious, I get so self involved
And get so very wasted for a little light relief.
A search for new perspective and an idiot's belief.
And it's like waiting for a bus.
When it comes it'll probably be full of total utter fucking cunts.
It's easy to forget the many wrongs committed on the way
and everything's a punishment for deeds of yesterday.
into a worthless prick with nothing learned.
It's insidious to let indulgence take a strangle-hold
Too serious, I get so self involved
And get so very wasted for a little light relief.
A search for new perspective and an idiot's belief.
And it's like waiting for a bus.
When it comes it'll probably be full of total utter fucking cunts.
It's easy to forget the many wrongs committed on the way
and everything's a punishment for deeds of yesterday.
Some theory of a curse that was unleashed when I was two.
It makes it worse to splurge it all onto the ears of you.
And even though belligerence was swapped for a nervous tick,
it's still no less insidious. I became a worthless prick.
And it's like waiting for a bus.
When it comes it'll probably be full of total utter fucking cunts.
It makes it worse to splurge it all onto the ears of you.
And even though belligerence was swapped for a nervous tick,
it's still no less insidious. I became a worthless prick.
And it's like waiting for a bus.
When it comes it'll probably be full of total utter fucking cunts.
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