Idiosyncrasy - Peter Bjorn & John

Behind the wall of modesty

Comes the sound of my poetry

I call out twisted lies

Words that rhyme

Life is a waste of time in your state of mind

Got a tremendous ability

A narcissistic ebriety

I’m too vain to be insane

It’s not you

It’s not you, it’s me, idiosyncrasy

Live to let myself free

Egocentricity

Superficially, I’m all that matters to me

Hear me laugh like a maniac

When I glide through the cul-de-sac

I stab a hole in the everyday

With the needle from a haystack

Step aside my borderline

It’s not you

It’s not you, it’s me, idiosyncrasy

Live to let myself free

Egocentricity

What you think of me is all the same to me

Idiosyncrasy

Got my Skeleton key

Egocentricity

Superficially, I’m all that matters to me