Cant Be Me
Ripping off my face
Gotta preserve my personal space
An unknown man now wears your skin
Naked down a world of many paths
How many paths have leached the hours
of this new dawn
Im tired and i dont want to engage in the
spectacles all identical underneath the
dramatic exageration
There you go
Leading ninja figure stalking the night
Time for a napping fix
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