[Herr Tanno]

*потерев виски* нет, ну народ, напролом-то зачем переть, я тут филигранно стараюсь работать скальпелем, чтобы причинить наименьшие повреждения, а люди берут в руки для операции бензопилу... Кто-то сошёл с ума, надеюсь это не я.



Don't

Tell me what's in

Tell me how to write

Don't tell me how to win

This fight

Isn't your life

It isn't your right

To take the only thing that's

Mine



I've been trying to justify you

In the end I will just defy you



Still

Running uphill

Swimming against the current

I wish I weren't so

Fucked

Feels like I'm stuck

Lost in a sea of mediocrity



"Slow down,

You're thinking too much

Where is your soul?"

You cannot touch

The way I

Play

Or tell me what to say

You're in the way

Of all that I believe in



To those who understand, I extend my hand

To the doubtful I demand, take me as I am

Not under your command, I know where I stand

I won't change to fit your plan,

Take me as I am



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