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Lovejoy

Main Character Syndrome

 

Main Character Syndrome


You wake up in cold sweat
You crave disappointment
Which is your focus?
Main Character Syndrome
The party betroths you (I've seen it first and I've been here first!)
That's what you're into (I want it!)
The party betroths you
That's what you're into (He doesn't even know your final [?])

Grant me once this petty respite
Punch this fucker in his face
He bids on tragic missed appointments
He smiles with only half his face

It's not a problem it's his niche
It's classic signalling theory
'Cause every step he takes
Is laced with aspirations on his sleeves
Socially

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