OUT OF SIGHT OUT OF MIND
Album: HUNG UP TO DRY
By: THE SICKLE
By: THE SICKLE
Duration
3:33
Genres
Description
Taken from the album Hung Up To Dry 2011
Lyrics
I’M NOT UPTIGHT IT’S JUST THAT IT DON’T SOUND RIGHT AND IT NEVER WILL AGAIN I GUESS I MIGHT HAVE GOTTEN IT RIGHT AND I CAN STOP PRETENDING ALL THIS PITY THAT I’VE PUT TO GOOD USE IT WAS JUST A NEATY WAY TO BLOW YOUR FUSE I GUESS IT’S OK WHEN YOU STATE THAT WITH FRIENDS LIKE ME NOBODY NEEDS AN ENEMY GUESS I’M GOOD AT BUILDING UP DISASTERS FUCK THINGS UP RIGHT EVERY OTHER DAY OH LORD I’M GOOD AT BUILDING UP DISASTERS TEMPER TANTRUMPS PAVED ALONG MY WAY IT’S OUT OF SIGHT AND OUT OF MIND ONCE ALL OVER AGAIN IT’S ON MY OWN RIGHT IF I WANT TO FLY BLIND AND STOP GETTING COMPLAINS ALL THIS PITY THAT I’VE PUT TO GOOD USE IT WAS JUST A NEATY WAY TO BLOW YOUR FUSE I GUESS IT’S OK WHEN YOU STATE THAT WITH FRIENDS LIKE ME NOBODY NEEDS AN ENEMY GUESS I’M GOOD AT BUILDING UP DISASTERS FUCK THINGS UP RIGHT EVERY OTHER DAY OH LORD I’M GOOD AT BUILDING UP DISASTERS I HAND YOU A BILL YOU CAN’T AFFORD TO PAY GUESS I’M GOOD AT BUILDING UP DISASTERS FUCK THINGS UP RIGHT EVERY OTHER DAY OH LORD I’M GOOD AT BUILDING UP DISASTERS I’M THE MASTER OF MY OWN DECAY
