So I'm here with a superfan
He's been blasting out his own music
And I've been telling him to stop
And this makes me a superfan
You are a superfan of yourself
Funerals and coffee shops and people to meet
Sitting in my bedroom picking skin off of my feet
Pedophiles and drone attacks and everything in between
The internet is healthy for me
My ex, she up and left
She found someone who was more fit
She thinks he's really special
Because he DJs a bit
Everyone DJs a bit now, everyone
It's fine though, I could never give that girl what she wants
Am I a bad person?
Dark thoughts inside my head
Who am I to drag you down?
Who am I to drag you down?
Burden you with them
So if I call
Please just let the phone ring
You stay happy
And I'll stay sorry for everything