Peter Bjorn and John - Idiosyncrasy

Behind 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

Written by:
Bjorn Yttling, John Eriksson, Peter Moren

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find