I wrote this novel just for you, it sounds pretentious but it's true.
I wrote this novel just for you, that's why it's vulgar, that's why it's blue.

I wrote this novel just for Mom, for all the mommy things she's done, for all the times she showed me wrong, for all the time she sang god's song.

I read a book about the self, said I should get expensive help.
Go fix my head,
create some wealth,
put my neurosis on the shelf,
but I don't care for myself.

I wrote this novel just for you, I'm so pretentious, yes it's true.

Placebo - Blue American




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