Silvertongue lyrics

Shiny words on a page Hop to me later in a burlap sack Make way for beautiful displays Silver-tongued hypochondriac Every time I reconsider No cut-n-dry all Vim and vigour Patience thickens to a paste To be applied on the next cold day Are you really trying to escape Silver-tongued hypochondriac Every time I reconsider No cut-n-dry all Vim and vigour