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I'm happy where I am: The difference between You, Me and my Father

You’re just mad because you want me to talk to you like that
You just want me for yourself
You just want me to break the rules with you
And for no one but yourself.

In my dreams, you are my partner in crime, but you’re not the only one
The rules I break are to free my mind from binding lusts I feel in life
Because in reality, broken things are never like new, no matter how much glue is used,

And in reality, I really, really don’t want to be with you.

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