It's not you, it's me

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A blatant and totally shameless Morrisseyesque spree of complacency and self-righteousness. Seriously, who can believe in the very concept of justice in a world where James Blunt is famous and I am not?

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Every single man likes to think he’s God’s masterpiece
But they’re all mistaken ‘cause it’s pretty clear that I am
They all do their best to pretend they haven’t noticed
And I understand It must be tough to live as a scam

Does this world deserve me?
What would it be without me?
I shiver at the thought
Does this world deserve me?
What would it be without me?
But the world doesn’t seems to know
And seems to even less care…

I’m a living proof that genius can go to waste
And when I’ll be dead proof "Qualis artifex pereo!"
The cattle swallows any crap that goes barefaced
And ignores my wisdom Yes, squandering is the law

Does this world deserve me?
What would it be without me?
I shiver at the thought
Does this world deserve me?
What would it be without me?
Well, the world doesn’t seems to know
And seems to even less care…

If I had a dollar each time I deluded myself
I’m not saying I’d be richer than Bill Gates
But I could invite you in a fancy restaurant
And leave a generous tip on the plate

Here I am again, high on wishful thinking
But the fall will be brief, I look forward to the landing

The world didn’t need me
Will carry on without me
Well too bad for them all
The world didn’t need me
Will carry on without me
Well, nevermind

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from Fake blood from real wounds, released October 10, 2015
Words & music Laurent Leemans

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The Imaginary Suitcase Halle, Belgium

Grumpy Belgian singer-songwriter voicing his considerations about life, death, and the confusing bits inbetween.

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