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"You have to grow up sometime; you have to be a man like me"
A man like you who stuck his head in the sand to disappear
Who thought the danger goes away, if you can't see the things you fear
If I could be a man like that I'd have stayed and forced you
To ignore all of these burns on my skin, that you confuse with discipline
I wouldn't destroy your illusion, destroy your mystic
You'd have to learn to live without one more unfortunate freak
You called me a loser, you called me sick
I'd get more love in the street, get more affection sucking d**k
You never listened to me; you only heard what you wanted to hear

I will not take my own life to validate what you have done
Won't let the sins of the Father become those of the Son
You called me depressive, you called me weak
You were better off without the love of this unfortunate freak
You never listened to me; someone will listen to me
Someone will listen to me
Someone will listen to me
Someone will listen to me
Someone will listen to me
Someone will listen to me
Someone will listen to me
Someone will-