I feel like hell but can't tell,
if it shows on my face, maybe i'm quiet...yet yell,
have a swell time, i'll just slip back in my shell,
where everyone thinks i'm quiet, yet i yell,
hard to tell, there will never be another me,
there will never be another you, we agree,
no matter what they do, we'll see,
that there will never be another we,
search the ea all you want, why bother,
try to forge the signature all you want, it's not the author,
it back, relax, become a washer,
be patient, someone will bring you such an offer,
you'll need a glass of water just to react,
ease your mind, smile and give feedback,
i've been trapped for so long, patiently i always chose to adapt,
but in the end it always feels like i relapsed.