Foxglove Lyrics by Boston Manor
Patience, that’s all we need
A chemical dream all for you.
My head case, is spinning around.
Just don’t shoot it down like you do.
So bar the front door & don’t let it in
I am the poster child, a sucker for original sin.
I’m such a bore, wish I could wind my neck in
I don’t deserve it but I savour every touch of your skin.
These fucking problems keep following me
Maybe I’m the problem, maybe it’s me.
Find me at the bottom because that’s where I’ll be.
No one’s invincible
I’m stuck in the middle.
Free will is gathering dust, we do what we must
To be good.
Slow down you’re moving too fast
The past is the past, I’d change if I could.
These fucking problems keep following me
Maybe I’m the problem, maybe it’s me
Find me at the bottom because that’s where I’ll be
No one’s invincible
I’m stuck in the middle.
No one’s invincible
I’m stuck in the middle.
So bar the front door & don’t let it in
I am the poster child a sucker for original sin.
I’m such a bore, wish I could wind my neck in
I don’t deserve it but I savour every touch of your skin.
These fucking problems keep following me
Maybe I’m the problem, maybe it’s me
Find me at the bottom because that’s where I’ll be
No one’s invincible
I’m stuck in the middle.