I'll try to look at myself the way you see
Just as what I am and not what I could be

I never talk but when I do I sound vicious
My thoughts are beautiful if slightly insane
I'm kind inside but I'm outwardly malicious
And my attention to aesthetic seems so vane

My ego's even bigger than my fat ass
I reject wrath in favor of gluttony
I claim to be smart but I skip every class
So I guess I don't look like a prodigy

But I'm not a common lunatic
I'm a dadaist piece of shit
With a small dick and a quick wit
And fuck if I'm not proud of it