[Verse 1]
I became a writer
So I can make my garden smaller
Picking out ideas like flowers
And arranging them in order
Look at that one, it's a feeling
I had after dreaming my ex-wife had died
And it was down to me to design her afterlife
And it felt fake
It felt fake
[Verse 2]
I became a singer
So I can make my small voice carry
See, I sound nasal when I talk
I'm told it's like I'm always whining
And I wanted to be sexy
I just wanted to be noticed
You know, the first song I played
A girl told me I looked cute on stage
And it felt fake
It felt fake
But it also felt a little bit like love
And in retrospect
That's really, really, really fucked me up
I became a writer
So I can make my garden smaller
Picking out ideas like flowers
And arranging them in order
Look at that one, it's a feeling
I had after dreaming my ex-wife had died
And it was down to me to design her afterlife
And it felt fake
It felt fake
[Verse 2]
I became a singer
So I can make my small voice carry
See, I sound nasal when I talk
I'm told it's like I'm always whining
And I wanted to be sexy
I just wanted to be noticed
You know, the first song I played
A girl told me I looked cute on stage
And it felt fake
It felt fake
But it also felt a little bit like love
And in retrospect
That's really, really, really fucked me up
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