I can't stand coming to a realization that someone I care about is a human facade.
It's a bad moment when you see it in them.
You meet them, they're one way.
You bring them into your life,
They change to fit your puzzle pieces.
Cut parts off their life that don't quite match up until they can squeeze in.
Then they meet someone cooler,
Someone who has more interesting prospects,
And they change again.
Well, fuck you.
So yeah, I'm not as cool, left wing or whatever as the new people who've stepped in,
But at least I know what the fuck I'm talking about when I open my mouth,
I don't preach shit I've never learned,
And at least the words I spit in people's faces don't change with the wind and the seasons like yours do.
As soon as you're done with them you'll be on to something new,
And you'll change again.
I know who I am.
I don't need other motherfuckers to tell me.
I don't need to be like you,
Or anyone you introduce me to.
So again, fuck you,
Hypocrite.
Be on the lookout for that wind,
It's bringing changes for you again.
Let's write songs about it.
Joker.
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