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You and your opinions wear me out



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You don't know me

I'm immune, I am free

Not a slave to your beliefs

I'm immune, out of reach

You're alone, stuck with your disease

You hate the things that I say,

And who I seem to be
Serve your daily rituals

Then make up the rules to suit yourself

I'll never be what you are

So why dont I just start to hate myself