I likely could and quite probably should.
Different context, same concept. Simple pretext, common content.
They lie, we eat, we die, they feast.
If you thought I could move on, then you’re way more insane than I ever was.
If the vast majority does not agree then the masses around are wrong, you see?
I’m am right. I’m not diseased.
There’s a lot of darkness you destroyed. Maybe that’s why I can’t get you out of my head even though it’s been years since I’ve seen your face or heard your voice.