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 kill that guy
I wanna wring his neck
I wanna see him dead
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 kill that guy
I wanna wring his neck
I wanna see him dead
I wish he wasn't so nice
I wanna fight my clone (I wanna fight my clone)
I wanna kill that guy
I wanna wring his neck
I wanna see him dead
I wish he wasn't so nice


I got a gun, I got a knife (I got a gun, I got a knife)
I watched a 20 minute video on how to street fight
I got a gun, I got a knife (I got a gun, I got a knife)
I watched a 20 minute video on how to street fight
I got a gun, I got a knife (I got a gun, I got a knife)
I watched a 20 minute video on how to street fight
And now I'm gonna take a life, I'm gonna take a life
I really wish he didn't seem like such a chill guy

I wanna fight my clone (I wanna fight my clone)
I wanna kill that guy
I wanna wring his neck
I wanna see him dead
I wish he wasn't so nice
I wanna fight my clone (I wanna fight my clone)
I wanna kill that guy
I wanna wring his neck
I wanna see him dead
I wish he wasn't so nice