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I've had it up to here. I'm so tired to listen how things should be.

I wanna be what I am. The same selfish bastard again.

I'm a sinner, I'm a saint. What do you know? It's the way how you see.

I don't think you can handle this, so just let me be what I am.

No more. No one else but me.

No more. No one to serve but me.

I feel that you hate me now. I just don't care somehow.

Hate me. Hate what I am. I need to feel it again.