Weary Progress

Tweaker & Jonah Matranga & Chris Vrenna - Rock
Weary Progress
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Lyrics
It was a nervous little shudder I was thinking of my mother I was making up excuses I was sorry, sore, no intimacy Cradlecap and funny sports and thin I miss my daughter's breath What really sticks it in Are the cold spots in the bed Like everybody in the world I want to be misunderstood Likable, creepy Underrated, braggart Busy, really good It's weary progress It's weary progress I yell, I get frustrated, I scream Drunk brother painting bare rooms Christmas trees are scary things at 2 a.m and Foolish lips are all the way in Boston But they're sounding pretty good Like everybody in the world, I want to be Misunderstood Likable, creepy Underrated, braggart Busy, really good It's weary progress It's weary progress It's weary progress It's weary progress It's weary progress It's weary progress It's weary progress It's weary progress
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Credits
- Writers
- Jonah Matranga