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We all hold on to "you love me, don't you?" desperations

in a nation where mediocrity's accepted

and insanity's rejected,

where women are weak and men are pathetic.

Put up your mask and never forget it

until it falls away and breaks down,

have a mental breakdown.

Stupidity is over now and cliches finally get drowned
in tears of mourning for our fate,

tears of fear and tears of hate.

It's all irrelevant, you see,

until you find out what makes them

me.