Hi, How Are You? My Name Is Shit

Who am I? I am Phoenix A stupid name, yes I mean it Who am I? I'm a sad sack of shit But you're better off saying I'm a fucking dick Who am I? I'm a fraud Copying lyrics for an unearned applaud Who am I? I am garbage Pretending I'm a real artist Who am I? I am fat Devouring food like a rat Who am I? I am shit I am shit I am shit I am shit I am a fucking copycat And all of my songs sound like ass How can you listen to this crap? This isn't real music, this is shit I can't write a chorus, I can't even rhyme I can't have thoughts that are truly mine I can't play guitar well, I can't sound good I can't sing for shit, I can't entertain All this loathing is hurting my brain This isn't fucking punk, so am I a poser? One thing for certain, I am a loner People clap at open mics tell me I sound good But they just do that to not be rude I know my songs are horrible I feel it in my bones It's everywhere I go It's everywhere I go My life's work will never be good enough And I will always be a stupid f*ck And I know the only reason people think it's decent Is because I'm still A motherfucking kid F*ck being 16 And f*ck my shitty music Sad sack of shit has songs full of shit A mouth full of shit and a guitar playing it Please stop singing, please stop yelling You're god awful don't you know it