They come for you from all sides,
At every particular time.
They want to hold you down.
They want to suck out your brains.
They want to make you just like them.
They did get ahold of me.
The time since, those twenty long
years,
I never once fit into their box.
I never once fit into this jacket,
But at least I'm not just like them,
At least, I hope....
At least I hope.
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