Lyrics The Poor Me Sob Story - Ian Taylor, Furious IV

The Poor Me Sob Story

look at your life it’s so miserable
your girl problems just lead to drug problems
haven’t you heard about the one who lost the only one to find another
you’re used to doing what you’re used to
used to doing what you’re used to
it happened once it won’t happen twice
you’re not a sucker, you’re a cool motherfucker
changed your life, in your back with a knife
a separator, a real smooth operator
now you give up and now you’re giving it up
a reflection is what you’re living in
now you give up
now you give in
a reflection is what you’re living in
with a head full of noise and a body you poison
you can’t sit still you’re going out with the boys
and then you sing your song
the poor me sob story insecurity
you’re used to doing what you’re used to
used to doing what you’re used to, used to, used to, used to
it happened once it won’t happen twice
you’re not a sucker, you’re a cool motherfucker
changed your life, in your back with a knife
a separator, a real smooth operator
now you give up and now you’re giving it up
a reflection is what you’re living in
now you give up
now you give in
a reflection
the poor me sob story insecurity