all I feel is strange, in your perfect world
a freak of nature, stuck in reality.
i don’t fit the picture, i'm not what you want me to be.
you want to fix me, push me into your fantasy.
you try to give me, sell me a new personality.
you try to give me, sell me a new personality.
what’s making you happy, is making me sadder.
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