Welcome to this song, which I wrote all by myself Its all about this song, which I did write Its a filler track, so if you care to listen, help yourself But if you skip this one, I wont hold it in spite Im sitting in my bedroom knowing that Ive only got one track To go until this compilations complete So Im going to cheat and rush it so that I can get a snack I feel bad, but cant help but admit defeat And Im sure youd love to know About some girl who with romantically Im taking it slow But I dont have the time to wait For a love story to propagate Id much prefer to demonstrate My thoroughly excited state At this song which I do now create This is a song about a song This is a song about a song My selfreferential humour makes up most of what I do And so this tune should come as no surprise To the eyes that have followed me, that watch as I construe My observations from which ideas arise I cant help but love it when I sing about me singing About me singing about my songs And I know that I should let go of this technique that Im clinging But my cold dead hands is where youll have to take it from And Im sure youd love to know About some story of a breakup that I could bestow But I dont have the time to wait For a love story to propagate Id much prefer to demonstrate My thoroughly excited state At this song which I do now create This is a song about a song This is a song about a song And I should probably put a bridge here but Im going to cut it short
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