Fuck You, Inner Critic

from Die, Genre, Die! (Avant Pop) by Pete Murphy

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1.
Internal monologue
Said I wasn't good enough
It's been the case
Since I was crawling through the gooey stuff

40 years of listening
To the voices in my head
Sitting, ruminating
With my resting bitch face

Chorus. 
Fuck you, inner critic!
Fuck you, inner critic!
Fuck you, inner critic!
Fuck you, inner critic
Fuck you, inner critic!
Fuck you, inner critic!
Fuck you, inner critic!
Fuck you, inner critic

2.
External hard drive
Retains all the info
For when my operating system
Goes down

When up against the wall
It reminds me of the negatives
Cause we all love reliving the negatives

Chorus. 
Fuck you, inner critic!
Fuck you, inner critic!
Fuck you, inner critic!
Fuck you, inner critic
Fuck you, inner critic!
(You're so enticing)
Fuck you, inner critic!
(And so addictive)
Fuck you, inner critic!
(So inviting)
Fuck you, inner critic!
(But so destructive)
Fuck you, inner critic!
(You're so enticing)
Fuck you, inner critic!
(And so addictive)
Fuck you, inner critic!
(So inviting)
Fuck you, inner critic!
(But so destructive)

3.
The critic tried to call me up
In two thousand and seventeen
And three years later
She's still on hold...

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from Die, Genre, Die! (Avant Pop), released March 4, 2019

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Pete Murphy Birmingham, UK

Pete Murphy, UK songwriter. I make unpopular music in numerous styles... everything recorded, performed, mixed, and mastered by me in a tiny corner of the lounge in my house. Avant pop, experimental, electronic, techno, solo jazzy piano, techno jazz, rock, musicals, sound art, comedy, and more... ... more

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