Call my name
I won't hear
Try to grab me back
From destitution
No, you don't
Don't have the strength
Just leave me, abhor me
Depart now

Out of my way
This is not a fancy play
God damn your aesthetic, needless ply
Ancestors never cared for this shit,
Why would I?

Pull my hair
It won't distract me
From the line
Throw debris in front of me
Impose your useless mass
There's more to care now

Out of my way
This is not a game you play
Fuck your aesthetic, needless cry
Ancestors never cared for this,
Why would I?

Don't you see
That's why I dismissed you
Run
I don't want to believe
That in this dystopic, twisted world
I really need you
No

Perhaps we shall meet again
In an inspiring place of joy
Let go is not a choice
Remember it was a tampered lot
We will stay somewhere
In the end of time under cerulean blue