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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