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Concave Video (MV)




Performed By: The Bed Bugs
Length: 3:59
Written by: Alec Ramsey




The Bed Bugs - Concave Lyrics




I've been waitin' in line for the light
They must be pretty damn busy today
What's on my mind, is all that time
Crushed, wind blows the dust away and I am shamed

But I've been hopin' I can learn to get on my feet
And clean this mess I've made, stained, it lay, so it stays
And I've got blisters and splinters on my feet from walkin' 'round dead trees
No shoes or slippers for me
Oh, no, nor for he

But I never once did find
I never once did find
The light

I've been goin' to sleep at 5am, I hear the birds a-chirpin'
And my eyes, oh how they've been hurtin'
Saw an ant bein' preyed on by a spider today
He ain't but half his size, but hey, it's how the world works today

But when will the wind take a win and blow sin right in
Right here to stay
Don't we all get a little flayed, laid on the chopping board today
Fried up for dinner today
Fried up for dinner today

I never once did find
I never once did find
The light
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I've been waitin' in line for the light
They must be pretty damn busy today
What's on my mind, is all that time
Crushed, wind blows the dust away and I am shamed

But I've been hopin' I can learn to get on my feet
And clean this mess I've made, stained, it lay, so it stays
And I've got blisters and splinters on my feet from walkin' 'round dead trees
No shoes or slippers for me
Oh, no, nor for he

But I never once did find
I never once did find
The light

I've been goin' to sleep at 5am, I hear the birds a-chirpin'
And my eyes, oh how they've been hurtin'
Saw an ant bein' preyed on by a spider today
He ain't but half his size, but hey, it's how the world works today

But when will the wind take a win and blow sin right in
Right here to stay
Don't we all get a little flayed, laid on the chopping board today
Fried up for dinner today
Fried up for dinner today

I never once did find
I never once did find
The light
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Writer: Alec Ramsey
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