I don't find it necessary
To hate the things I love the most
I wouldn't find it extraordinary
To be the media whore's forgotten child
Self-inflicted gunshot wound to head
I'm a freak
I'm the one you blame
The one you tease
The misfit son of everything naive
I don't find it disappointing
To love the things I hate the most
I don't find it an obligation
To corrupt my soul
To be part of the murder of the intellectual
I'm a freak
I'm the one you blame
The one you tease
The misfit son of everything naive
Who is the freak?
Who is the monster in me?
It's so sad you can't be human
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