Catatonic Skinbag

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What a rare occasion
 Dinner alone was a crime
 Until a strange sensation
 When I asked if I could be your guy
 I never said it'd be easy
 I'm the last man I'd ever date
 Always tired, lacking desire
 To feel enough to start the day
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 Living can be simple
 If you try your best to never try
 What a lucky devil
 Who reaps but never does his time
 And everybody's happy
 When you're the victim, I'm the crime
 Who could fail, it's easy as braille
 If you just read between the lines
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 January has come
 But I wish he'd knock
 If I liked to spend my evenings in darkness I'd go to betting shop
 And put it all on red
 And crawl back into bed
 Find a series brainlessly easy
 And drink 'til I've a lolling head
 Melt away in sheets
 Warm from all the sweat
 Dream I'm famous, wake up shameless
 And sore from a night of regret
 Ah-h, fuck
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 What a drag, he's a catatonic skinbag
 Catatonic skinbag
 Catatonic skinbag

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Duration
02:59
Tempo
133 BPM

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