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Iwrestledabearonce - Man Of Virtue Lyrics

Dying to live, trying to fit narrow
Dying to live the definition

I won't be conned
I won't be ensnared!
I won't be conned
I won't be ensnared!

To tell you the truth, you make me sick!
To tell you the truth, you still have nothing!

You are violent, but I feel nothing
Your entitlement? I owe you nothing!
I watch you deflate and I see nothing
You're not my saviour this time!

No!

No point in trying to fix this narrow snare
You're still slack-jawed, listless and soft

Man of virtue. I will hurt you
And my heart is too cold
And I lack a gentle touch
And I do not exist as a constant to your crutch

I disregard your moral failings
If you couldn't get it up

And my heart is too cold
And I lack the sympathy

It's too small
It would split if I would give you what you need
The constant to your crutch
If you can't get it up

You're failing
You can't control the clutch

I lack a tender heart
Can you function with no backbone?
I have no consolation
I'm running out of patience

Can't control the clutch
So soft and slack-jawed

My conscience is crystal clear
My conscience is fucking crystal clear!