Language is scary when over-analysed Every word that I say seems far too contrived What are your intentions? I'm ashamed by mine When I'm thinking too much, I realise I'm 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 privilege Act like I'm suffering, there's no suffering in this First world problems, they breed in my head Ethical contradictions 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 nur nur, fucking dick I am shit, I am shit Nuh nur nuh nur, nuh, nuh