Engineer The Thinning Cynic Lyrics

Same old song. Small man, big touch.
Your always wrong. Starved and soaked.
These highs and lows, it's the same old song.
Head hard, no luck of your own.
Dry spell or dead on, you'll fail.
You're always wrong.
One arm won't hold and it shows...
So you go on...starved and soaked.
Workhorse, tamed and broke.

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