Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cian Sweeney
Songwriter
Lyrics
Pointing fingers is fun, until it's pointed at you
Your skin's as thick as paper, and your patience is too
Slightest hint of pressure, Responsibility went
Time for you to come through, you weasel out again
Called out when you don't step up, it makes you break down
Fuck me I wouldn't want to be you. Read the room, take a look around
Slightest hint of pressure, Responsibility went
Time for you to come through, you weasel out again
You weasel out again
Superficial Superman
I wouldn't want to be you
Writer(s): Cian Sweeney
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