No TV

In my depression, I ate a Big Mac too fast

I almost choked, oh, I'm such a joke

And I'm not cool enough or French enough

No Royale with cheese, I'm stale, bread, no butter

I'm planning my suicide for a week

As I recount every single blow to my head

Oh, how I'd like to be dead but I want children first

Some money and a nice new car

Not a cat, I'm a pizza rat and now

I must fend for myself

I'm dirty and diseased and no one wants to pet me but

I'll outlast your kind, I swear

I'm waiting for my vindication

I'm misunderstood and underwhelming and

I look like a Zoey but I'm really a Skywalker

Oh my god, I'm just likе my father

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Yeah

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