I look in the mirror, it looks like I am what I am,
Does it look the same to you see the same thing,
One does not trust anything one hears about you, too,
I know they’re lying about you now they’re watching us,
You’re just what you are just, in what surrounds games
With them lived without me, outside the circle mirror
Plays us unruly, bizarrely enclosed untruly
By freaks mouth anybody, I’m “not even gay” is all
A meme, psycho double-freak-speak, you think I’m a psycho,
What the f, and who, and why is the meaning of you, g,
In all I see, I don’t know, trust just, want you to love
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