Young Folks
Peter Bjorn And John
4:37Behind a wall of modesty Comes the sound of my poetry Call out twisted lines Words that rhyme Life is a waste of time in your state of mind Got a tremendous ability And narcissistic ebriety I'm too vain, to be insane It's not you, it's not you It's me Idiosyncrasy Live to let my self free Egocentricity, superficially I'm all that matters to me Hear me laugh like a maniac When I glide through the cul-de-sac I stab a hole in the everyday With a needle from a haystack Step aside, my borderline It's not you, it's not you It's me Idiosyncrasy Live to let my self free Egocentricity, what you think of me It's all the same to me Idiosyncracy Got my scanner to keep Egocentricity, superficially I'm all that matters to me