Oftenwrong

Keep it on dweeb side four eyes
It's our side now
Didn't survive quite junior high
And now there's something wrong

With eye contact
And quiet nights

Smoking like a tree screening insecurity
Socialite bravura coming sounding like a plea going off
And often wrong

Something unspooled at private school
Or did it coil tight
Spring out like a panther in the night
Unto the selfsame prey



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Hassett
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