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Don't Lisiten
I tell you I have a couple of friends, in reality that number is far fewer,
I tell you I'm still on the wrong track, 22 years and still looking for a detour,
I tell you...
I feel guilty, convincing her to change with the objects I would buy her,
Still stumbling for a special girl, searching for one that inspires mutual desire,
I act content and aloof, but inside a totally different mind state,
Hide it so well, I fool you with my speech, animate gestures and gait,
Over and over I fucked up, to the sky I looked up and asked: can I have my CPU rebooted?
No, so now I need more powerful distractions, scared of it all and the fear has transmuted,
Most are dead to this world, numb, pretending to wear the halo of Saturn,
I envy them. Regardless - watch - we all wear the same devil horned pattern.
