You try to be deep, and say things so philosophical.
But your peers are starting to uncover your hidden fact.
You’re regurgitating the thoughts of others, looks like you’re in a pickle.
You try to explain why I’ve heard that anecdote before.
You have to explain how I knew what you were going to say.
I guess it’s hard to be a fake who’s a complete bore.
I’ve given you chances to redeem yourself.
And you’ve tried to do so.
But your revelations are at home on your bookshelf.
