Appetite Of A People-Pleaser

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Ideas forming out of thin air
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These indulgences none can compare
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So many flavors that one would abhor
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Even though I’ve had enough, I still demand:
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Give me more!

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[Verse 1]
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I need a whole personality
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Something inordinately sweet
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Order anything you’d like
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Nothing’s changing my mind

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I don’t care how unhealthy it is
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‘Cus there isn’t anything I’d rather be

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Call me obsequious, I guess I’m a bit dramatic
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Sometimes my appetite is eerily erratic
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Give me your dire expectations, and I’ll consume perfection
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You are what you eat, after all

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Everything
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Combines into one

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So many flavors that one would abhor
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And I know I’ve had enough, I’ve gone too far

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Now that I’ve become a full-course identity
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Take a bite of me
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I hope that I’ve become a favorable delicacy
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That I’m worth something
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I’ll eat ‘em all, the thoughts of anyone I’ll ever meet
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Just to make them happy
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Wondering why I’m a burden, or so it seems
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Aren’t I everything?

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Maybe if I try a little harder, it will be okay
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One day
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Keep on eating more and more
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Divide my life away
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Into servings
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And go beyond the point of no return

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I know I’m subservient, but all of this is necessary
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Sometimes my appetite is violently contrary
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Irreconcilable perceptions appeal to my obsessions
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The nausea is overwhelming

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Whether I’ve been caramelized or rotten to the core
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Which one should I be?
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‘Cus I dunno who I’m supposed to be anymore
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And it’s sickening

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I’ll overeat the implications of your thoughts
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Just to make you happy
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Nonetheless, I feel my insides are tied in knots
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Aren’t I more than everything?

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I’m a recipe for entropy
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I’m too overwhelming
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Give me your validation
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I can taste your apprehension

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These flavors of personality are
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Hindering my likeability
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My impulsive desire, my appetite has
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Spoiled my urge to satisfy

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Everyone will like me more without it
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Everyone will like me more without it

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Now that I’ve become the perfect identity
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Take a bite of me
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I hope that I’ve become a flavorless delicacy
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That I’m good enough

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And now that I’ve become the perfect identity

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What else do you need?
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‘Cus I dunno who I’m supposed to be anymore
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And I’m starving
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I’ll purge ‘em all, the thoughts of anyone I’ll ever meet
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Why aren’t you happy?
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Nonetheless, I know my insides are empty
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Aren’t I more than everything?
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Ah!

[Outro]
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