"20th Century Schizofriendic Revengoid-Man" lyrics - OF MONTREAL

[Intro:]
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I can't go to work today
'Cause I've forgotten how to human (Ah)
I've chosen not to make revenge art anymore
I'm cured of schizofriendia
I'd love to be the anxiety-free
Happiness man, man, that's not me

[Chorus:]
Why does everything seem fake?
Why does it all seem so unreal?
Dissociative Disorder has got me
Driving my baby's guitar insane

[Pre-Chorus:]
If everything's fake
I wanna be fake
It's so lonely being the only one who thinks they're real

[Refrain:]
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Now it's my greatest joy
Making something David Rock 'n' Roll
He's definitely not some random singer
Or a slave of Mr. Duck
Rosier than Antonius Block
Realizing, "God, what a waste"

[Chorus:]
Why does everything seem fake?
Why does it all seem so unreal?
Dissociative Disorder has got me
Driving my baby's guitar insane

[Post-Chorus:]
If everything's fake
I wanna be fake
It's so lonely being the only one who thinks they're real

[Refrain:]
One, two, three, four

[Bridge:]
Why does everything seem fake?
Why does it all seem so unreal?
Dissociative Disorder has got me
Driving my baby's guitar insane

[Chorus:]
Why does everyone seem fake?
Why does it all seem so unreal?
Dissociative Disorder has got me
Driving my baby's guitar insane

[Post-Chorus:]
If everything's fake
I wanna be fake
It's so lonely being the only one who's sort of real

[Outro:]
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