You laugh at me and call me i-d-i-o-t. You laugh and turn your back cause Im not like youre supposed to be. But its not a question - a question of low iq. Cause if it was well then the answer wouldnt be me but you. a.k.a i-d-i-o-t, dont know who the hell Im supposed to be i-d-i-o-t a.k.a i-d-i-o-t, yeah thats me i-d-i-o-t. I put with being laughed at cause I put up with being me. And then on artificial someone says Im the i-d-i-o-t. But I got motivation yeah I pretty much love it all. To make your artificial nation stumble and fall. I know that Im a screw up. I know Im in a band. I know that I am up against a mighty mighty man. But Im satisfied with being, being one of the lucky few. Wholl be the ones laughing knowing that the joke is gonna be on you.
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