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The world has driven me crazy

So I’ve devised a plan for them to hate me

Praying that it makes them angry

Because that is what they’ve made me.

In humanity’s wrong state of mind

One bad scars their memory,

They erase all good time

But watch how they remember me.

I found my black suit

And prepared my wooden box,

Now the plan goes through

And all the fun stops.

I went out that night

And got under everyone’s skin,

It was in all people’s eyes to fight

So I knew it was time to win.

I went home and got dressed

And lay in my future home,

Closing the door to get forever rest

Let’s see how I’ll be known.

Next day they found me in my state of fait

And now like they miss me they all cry,

Yesterday there was so much hate

All of a sudden they love me because I live in the sky.