Cut it out...your self-inflicted pain
Is getting too routine
The crowds are catching on
To the self-afflicted song

Well, here we go again
The art of acting weak
Fall in love to fail
To boost your CD sales

And that CD sells
Yeah, what a hit
You got to repeat it
You gotta sink to swim

First you don't, you don't succeed
You gotta recreate your misery
Cause we all know art is hard
Young artists have gotta starve

Try and fail and try again
The comforts of repetition
Keep churnin' out those hits
'Til it's all the same old s___

Oh, a second verse
Well, color me fatigued
I'm hidin' in the leaves
In the CD jacket sleeves

Tired of entertainin'
Some double-dipped meaning
A soft-served a___ogy
Those drunken angry slurs in 31 flavours

You gotta sink, gotta sink, gotta sink to swim
Immerse yourself in rejection
Regurgitate some sorry tale
About a boy who sells his love affairs

Gotta fake (FAKE!) Fake (FAKE!) Fake the pain
Gotta make (MAKE!) Make (MAKE!) Make a scene
Gotta break (BREAK!) Break (BREAK!) Break a leg
When you get on stage and they scream your name

"Oh, Cursive is so cool!"

You gotta sink, gotta sink, gotta sink to swim
Impersonate greater persons
Cause we all know art is hard
When we don't know who we are

Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey!

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