My very existence makes you chew up pencils. My very existence makes you cringe. One would think that after so much hurt and pain, An ordinary human would unhinge. Detnaw ton ma I nehw wonk I, efil ruoy yojne, nuf evah, eybdoog. And youve got so much on your plate right now And Im just breathing down your neck All I can offer are these parting words Fly straight or drop the oar and wreck
I do not own this song, all rights go to Neil Cicierega.
