I'm fed up
Fed up
Fed up
By this analog Twitter feed
If I unfollow you
Will you forget everything about me?
Like making art with a paint brush
And all the strokes that go unnoticed
Or when your friends pretend you're joking
Even though they know that your heart is broken
Don't you dare
Compare yourself
To anyone but you
Don't you dare compare yourself
To anyone, anyone but you
I'm fed up, fed up, fed up...
I'm fed up, fed up, fed up...
I'm fed up, fed up, fed up...
And then you go forgetting
All the things that make you special
And you entertain the notion
That you should've turned out normal
So that people in your office
Won't think you're such a fuck-up
Even though you feel much better
Than you ever can remember
Yet you're haunted by the memory
Of being seen by somebody
Who knew the kid you used to be
When you were still in highschool
So you hind behind a coat rack
In a cafe during summer
And pretend to be invisible
Just like the holy spirit (just like the holy spirit)
Just like the holy spirit (just like the holy spirit)
You know your greatest fear and...
That you'll always be too something
For someone else to love
The internet only shows you things that
It wants you to want
But after these commercials
The network must conclude
That due to lack of revenue
They're shutting down Fox News
Don't you, Derek
Compare yourself
To anyone but you
I'm fed up, fed up, fed up...
I'm fed up, fed up, fed up...
I'm fed up, fed up, fed up...
I'm fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up...
I'm fed up, I'm fed up...
I'm fed up, fed up, fed up...