I sold my life rights to a tech start-up
They made a better version of me
I never really had the ambition
To be anything I could be
So now they're scrapping all the bad stuff
No more depression or anxiety
Yeah, they're deleting all the sadness
And making room for productivity
I wanna fight my clone (I wanna fight my clone)
I wanna k*ll that guy
I wanna wring his neck
I wanna see him ded
I wish he wasn't so nice
I sold my life rights to a tech start-up
And now they're selling me on QVC
Except I'm taller and smarter, and my jokes all make sense
I have six-pack abs and infinite confidence
I finally get to see the perfect version of me
The only problem happens to be it's not actually me
I wanna fight my clone (I wanna fight my clone)
I wanna k*ll that guy
I wanna wring his neck
I wanna see him ded
I wish he wasn't so nice
(Lyrics by Bear Ghost)