There are wars I'll never win
Cause I'm a human, I'm cut out of trees
We are not real
Just copies of copies of copies
fuck my individuality, baby
the war in me- something that I'll never win
I want to delete all I've ever been
This unique and talented person that I've once been
I'll become dull - a real human, the one that you'll never be
Because I'm ready, baby, willing
to never be.
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