People get strange
When you love them
And they stop feeling you
So you stay away
And watch the ending
Cos it ends for us all
And what was it about
And you laugh at yourself
And you don’t cry for leftovers
You keep it one hundred
In the best of times
And the worst of times
When people get strange
Don’t dream of angels
Your demon is your best friend
So you better off feeding it
And let the humans be
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