Imposter Syndrome - Audiotree Live Version

Unfortunately, I am my own dog, my own fur companion
 My own old lady on a forum who types in glittery decorum
 Unfortunately, I take myself out walking every day and
 I hand my legs to the feet and I give my head to the leash
 Every other day, I'm wondering
 "What's a human being gotta be like?
 What's a way to just be competent?"
 These sweet instincts ruin my life
 Every other day, I'm wondering
 Was it a mistake to try and define
 What I'm certain's mad incompetence
 These sweet instincts, ruin my life
 I can't smell well or tell the time, I'm
 Not K through eight, nor K dash nine
 For human grossly underqualified
 For K nine grossly overqualified
 I don't blend in at PetSmart
 And that truth holds true at the Walmart
 In either case, they say to me
 "What the fuck is lost in isle three?"
 Every other day, I'm wondering
 "What's a human being gotta be like?
 What's a way to just be competent?"
 These sweet instincts ruin my life
 Every other day, I'm wondering
 Was it a mistake to try and define
 What I'm certain's mad incompetence
 These sweet instincts ruin my life
 Just watch me moving far away
 Nobody even knows my name and
 No one suspects that I'm not fine and
 Nobody ousts behavioural Frankenstein
 Just look at Victor in L.A. and
 Side with the "Y" at U of A
 And all the majors at the labels
 I'm rebooting soon as I am able
 Every other day, I'm wondering
 "What's a human being gotta be like?
 What's a way to just be competent?"
 These sweet instincts ruin my life
 Every other day, I'm wondering
 Was it a mistake to try and define
 What I'm certain's mad incompetence
 These sweet instincts ruin my life
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 These sweet instincts ruin my life
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