Paroles de Meant To Be Dutch

Oh I can wish For a duller mind For more clamour Or quiet time For higher heels Or flattened hips But the nasty truth Is at my lips I will not let it out today It's no one's business anyway I'll do some petty working instead Let it fester in my hand I'll do some petty working instead Let it fester in my hand I'll do some petty working instead Let it fester in my hand What bothers me Disatisfies? Why silent when My dark side cries? If I'm so smart What reason then Do I decieve? My knowledge It eats at me And sures it's true It's flat, it fits me like a shoe