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Impostor Syndrome lyrics by Momus

My father died in a giant vat of chocolate
He was the real thing, I was his successor
His looks and charm, extra-virgin olive oil
Smoothed the path of my subsequent progression

I dodged the draft, naturally, being principled
A crime committed in a higher cause
I met the rich in their cold casino
The most seductive croupier there ever was

And the beauty is, I was born with the bravado
To make my real face look like a facade, oh
The beauty is, I was born with the bravado
To make my real face look like a facade

That’s the real joy of impostor syndrome
You just pretend that you’re not really who you are
The person others take you for is who you take yourself for
And soon enough it’s really who you are
It’s who you really are

So I became the lover of the fabulous designer
Who died by the assassin, then I was his successor
Building up my empire on double-breasted suits
Status became business and the rich were in cahoots

I brought a kind of honesty to a world built on deception
My crimes committed in a higher cause
Always alone, completely in the open
The most transparent confidence trickster there ever was

The rich saw through me from the moment I began
Seeing through my ruses, seeing through my scams
The rich were charmed, helped me on my way
No doubt seeing themselves in me

That’s the real joy of impostor syndrome
You just pretend that you’re not really who you are
The person others take you for is who you take yourself for
And soon enough it’s really who you are
It’s who you really are