It's All Inflated Songtext
von Runway 27, Left

It got me thinking
Why things don′t really go my way
It got me wondering
Why they hang on every word you say
You gotta' roll with the punches
It′s all inflated


Bamboozle me now
'Till I can't remember my own name
Steal a workman′s pay
Just because it′s part of your dirty game
You can't stop preaching your gospel
It′s all inflated

I'm tired of strugglin′
Each day to make ends meet
I'm tired of toiling away
Just to stand on my own two feet
You′re talking sweet, but all you show is a lack of respect
It's all inflated
It's all inflated
It′s all inflated
It′s all inflated