Language is scary when over-analysed, 
Every word that I say seems far too contrived. 
What are your intentions? I'm afraid of mine.
Every word that I say seems far too unkind. 

Pretend that I'm nicer than I'll ever be,
I am selfish and deluded, enjoy my hypocrisy.
Complain that I'm bored, when being bored is a privledge.
Act like I'm suffering, there's no suffering in this.

First world problems, they breed in my head.
Ethical contridictions between my actions and what I've said.
I should just shut my mouth as evidence piles against me,
that I'm so much worse than I think, exposed as a phoney.

I am shit, I am shit
Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh fucking dick.
I am shit, I am shit
Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh