(Verse 1)
They see my Crocs and my faded band tee
Assume I'm living life footloose and fancy-free
But inside my head, it's a spreadsheet parade
Got taxes due and a cat who's misbehaved
(Chorus)
Oh, you flip the page and think you know the plot
But my life's a genre you definitely have not!
Don't judge the cover, it's a marketing ploy
Underneath, I'm a mess of bewildered joy!
The ink bleeds, the paper rips, it's a wild ride, see?
My story's more complex than your literary spree!
(Verse 2)
They hear my laugh, a booming, hearty sound
Think I'm the jolliest dude in the whole town
But that laugh's a shield, a well-practiced art
To hide the existential dread in my heart
Like, did I turn off the stove? Is the mail here yet?
Did I feed the fish, or will I regret?
(Chorus)
Oh, you flip the page and think you know the plot
But my life's a genre you definitely have not!
Don't judge the cover, it's a marketing ploy
Underneath, I'm a mess of bewildered joy!
The ink bleeds, the paper rips, it's a wild ride, see?
My story's more complex than your literary spree!
(Bridge)
They see me humming, tapping out a beat
Assume I'm a rock star, can't be beat!
But I'm humming the jingle for car insurance, man
And my air guitar skills are part of a secret plan...
To distract you from the fact I can't dance
And I only wear mismatched socks by chance!
(Chorus)
Oh, you flip the page and think you know the plot
But my life's a genre you definitely have not!
Don't judge the cover, it's a marketing ploy
Underneath, I'm a mess of bewildered joy!
The ink bleeds, the paper rips, it's a wild ride, see?
My story's more complex than your literary spree!
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