I don't know where I'm going to
but chances are I'm better
Better than you
You and your false rage
The phony shit you do
The smell of it all
I don't know you at all
Chances are I won't stop
This show won't halt
So get used to me
Not saying yes
I don't belong to you
I don't even belong to myself.
Get over it.
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