Vexed Songtext
von Popes of Chillitown

Man′s getting vexed
Well he's not getting any sex
Check the calls, check the texts
Well it seems it appears that there′s zero interest
Dicks and twat, he used to get it on tap
Now she can't get none of that
Life got side tracked

What do you think of that boy?
What do you think of that?
What do you think of that girl?
What do you think of that?

Well I'm sorry (I′m sorry)
If I ever did you wrong
Well you′re checking on me all the time
Ties that bind, I find them tight

I'm not the type to say sorry (I′m sorry)
If I'm allowed to say so
Well you used to like me, only slightly
Once upon a time, not long ago


Chicks with dicks
I want the fish with the chips
Sucky sucky five dollar
Boom boom soul brother
Just say he′s addicted
Throw him in the pit

Boom tick a lick
But she's a fucking lunatic
Written in her eyes there′ll be no witnesses
We can set aside our gripes for the night
Rude girl hold tight it's not worth the hype

I'm sorry (I′m sorry)
If I ever did you wrong
Well you′re checking on me all the time
Ties that bind, I find them tight

I'm not the type to say sorry (I′m sorry)
If I'm allowed to say so
Well you used to like me, only slightly
Once upon a time, not long ago

I′m
I'm sorry, for whatever that I did was wrong
And you
You don′t accept responsibility at all
Because your mind's so closed