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You are popular on the inside
You are successful personified
And I will drag you down, not sell you out
Empty stands
I am cold like December snow
I have emptied these stands, frozen stone
And I will tarp them out, not sell them out
Embraced by the darkness, I turned off the lights
Encircled by hardcams, I fight
What have I become?
Now that I'm a kwaboty
Every fan I've ever drawn
I pushed them all away
And I have been a slave to the Meltzer in my mind
Is there something left of me to save
In the wreckage of my life?
My life
I'm becom-, I'm becom-, I'm becoming
I'm becom-, I'm becom-, I'm becoming
Kwaboty in, kwaboty in my mind
I'm becom-, I'm becom-, I'm becoming
I'm becom-, I'm becom-, I'm becoming
Kwaboty in, kwaboty in my mind
Kwaboty in my mind
