Last Words Of A Wooden Pick - A Minecraft Parody of "Last Words Of A Shooting Star" by Mitski

Lyrics:
I know my purpose and why I was crafted,
You chopped a tree as soon as you spawned
And I don’t believe that you wanted to have me,
You just had to craft me to move right along

They’ll never know how I try my best to break stone,
It takes long, but I’m trying so hard
And once there’s three, you throw me to the side,
Upgrading to a much better pick

You couldn’t think about wasting a resource,
You learned from YouTube to use all your things
And you’d hold me tight in your hands as you dug,
But I know you’d love to just turn me to stone

And did you know the heart of the sea seems more valuable
Only because it’s with iron and gold
But once you sort your inventory nice
There with me, it gets left in the chest

I always wanted to mine for a living
But now I’m here sitting alone at home
And I don’t believe that you wanted to have me, so smelt me
Your furnace was made from my stone

I don’t believe that you wanted to craft me, goodbye