Plumbline Lyrics - Icky Mettle - Archers Of Loaf

You can go out and destroy, 

What's already spent. 

You can blame on your hat, 

The faults in your head. 

The more you pass through my pores 

The worse it gets. 

At or in, 

What place did you think 

Your mind would fit? 

When did you realize 

That you couldn't follow this out 

Through to the end. 

Clearly this is your loss. 

Clearly it's not my loss. 

Clearly it's just bad luck. 

Clearly it doesn't mean a thing. 

Cause she's an indie rocker 

And nothing's gonna stop her. 

Her fashion fits. 

Cause she's an indie rocker 

And nothing's gonna stop her. 

Plumbline says she's a bitch. 

And that's a lot to reject 

If that's the best you can do. 

And that's a lot to accept 

If that's the best you can do. 

You've got a great collection of things 

Cause that's the best you can do. 

Clearly this is your loss. 

Clearly it's not my, my loss. 

Clearly it's just bad luck. 

Clearly it doesn't mean a thing, mean a thing, mean a thing. 

She's an indie rocker 

And nothing's gonna stop her. 

(mean a thing) 

(repeat 3 times)