MUSIC TO PRETEND TO LISTEN TO SOMEONE TO
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I'm sixteen percent aspartame There's four miles of fog clogging up my brain I watch ten hours of talk shows every day I'm twenty-four percent dependant on Novocain Making friends is easy the old fashioned way When I see you the good songs start to play I make mechanical movements all across the room But when you start to talk the music loses its tune Don't tell me about your college degree Sorry darlin' but you bore the f*ck out of me I've got no time for you unless we're talking bout me Sorry darlin' but you bore the f*ck out of me You spent years at school, I spent years with TV Sorry darlin' but you bore the f*ck out of me I'm into deeper questions can't you see Sorry darlin' but you bore the f*ck out of me And your opinions are far beyond driven You should take a leaf out of my algorithm We can take a trip together to the great data lake And marvel at the beauty of computer-based faith But these topics bring nothing but a simple smile I was hoping at first you'd be beguiled By the breadth of my intellect and ample charm I'm such a nice guy but we've come too far It takes two to tango but I never dance We can stand in a corner and develop a romance Built on a dialogue starring you as myself And when I get bored I'll just put you back on the shelf so listen I've had it up to here with your begging please Sorry darlin' but you bore the f*ck out of me I've got no time for you unless we're talking bout me Sorry darlin' but you bore the f*ck out of me You spent years at college, I spent years with TV Sorry darlin' but you bore the f*ck out of me Let's get it over with, you can come and see Sorry darlin' but you bore the f*ck out of me And it's tragic, how little I care When you're standing in front of me in your underwear Intimacy is cool but there's more things to life Like listening to me pontificate all night About my fan theories of the extended universe And the meaning of every Tool song's second verse Sit down for a minute and listen to me whine I'll get to your body when I have the time But I need a mirror first to reaffirm my place In the boundary between the real world and cyberspace A subject of god whom we killed and replaced With a vertical conveyor belt of outraged laced With facts and fiction all mixed as one Who needs philosophy when you're having fun? But you're not listening to me as I recite the prose Etched into the flesh of my cerebral folds Hidden knowledge now revealed you are subject to Just don't ask about the gilded Redditor who I plagiarized it from but just give me a break I could have figured it out if I wasn't busy getting baked But you mock and taunt me by standing there Wish you'd open your mouth and catch me unawares But you bite your lip and make an excuse Just another Friday night as a terminal recluse
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