Get Deluded

[Verse 1]

And it's no wonder people don't like to talk about their masturbatory experiences

Well, unless you force them into a corner, over dinner

But, you know, I really wouldn't recommend this

And all of your friends are criminally perverse

Or at least, it's statistically likely at least one of them is

And you know, it puts the living fear of God into me

Trying to guess which ones it is

[Chorus 1]

And how should a person be?

Well, ain't that the question on everyone's lips?

I said, how should a person be?

Well, it's difficult to believe that a person should be like this

[Post-Chorus 1]

And that goes for all of you

[Verse 2]

And that's when I became obsessed with the fire

When the flames catch, and I get inspired

Burn down your house, start with your bed

But don't teach your dad to beat me with his prosthetic leg

And don't you realise your mother would eat you, if she was hungry enough?

All forms of communication are forms of manipulation

And I know the secret of the dark image that you get

When you simultaneously overlay all portions of the internet

[Chorus 2]

But if you have the choice

Ah, you better look to the light

And if it turns out there is, in fact, no light to look to

Then you better make damn sure that you

Get deluded

[Post-Chorus 2]

Um, deluded

[Verse 3]

And you may find yourself safekeeping with a spendthrift baguette

And you may realise you are the fly upon Mike Pence's head

And you may find yourself shoplifting unneeded breathmints, or

Eating dots and ghosts in a never-ending 8-bit labyrinth

[Chorus 3]

And you may ask yourself

"Wow, what the fuck am I doing with my life?"

And you may say to yourself

"My God, how derivative have I become?"

[Outro]

It turns out I'm not a human being anymore

I'm just a musical project with legs