January February March and May- maybe.
You know what they say, don’t you?
They say those people lack the world outside.
They stuff their faces in order to hide in this place.
It’s not the end.
It’s not the way out.
It’s inventing a new you, a new persona in your mind.
You know what they say, don’t you?
It is some kind of murder.
You kill your parents, your family, your friends.
Are you that selfish? Didn’t think so.
Because you know what they say.
They are selfish people, but we haven’t crossed that line yet,
have we?
Then again, there is no one there but you.
Make it look like an accident.
Being hit by lightning, getting run over by a car, a truck,
anything.
Anything along those lines.
And when they’re groggy enough,
you pat them on their shoulders and make them fall off that line.
Me, I’ve never had to be selfish.
Never been implemented the knowledge to be selfish,
to see you and no one else around you.
I’ve never (liar).
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