Your mind's about to fall.
You're breaking through. You're breaking through.
We are losing control.
I like to see how your fickle mind change from your stands, by which you debate by with such conviction, such confidence. But don't you see that all your theories, all your rumours, and all your scandals are subject to what i say? How much I want to play with your fickle little heads. Go on, make fun of me, step into my life and just see how much you like being lost and clueless. But yet, you still never fail to throw a comment with such confidence that all you seem like is stupid. All you seem like is stupid to the omniscient. The one who knows everything. The one you want to be. Go on make fun of me. Go on. Because, in my mind, for every wrong impression you have, I scream the word STUPID.
Stay out of my life. I only open up to those important to me. And if it's not enough to say that, I guess I have to point out to your stupid little head that YOU are not important. You're just an irritating little dude. Back off. Maybe i have no right but please do from both parties.
On second thoughts, maybe you should carry on. I enjoy having my little sessions of amusement- of the very same enjoyment i feel when i watch people getting nutshots or falling down on youtube- every time i see you embarrass yourself.
