Don’t come to me looking for your tears
They haven’t been here for years and years
And all that you sought to steal 
Cannot escape the grasp of the real
Why did I listen to you
Coz you don’t know what you’re talking about do you 
When you have a rule book to follow
And all of your words ring a little bit hollow
As they seek to protect
Me from the male reject
But I fuckin’ love it, man
And you never can 
Take me from the study of human behaviour 
And the masculine form as it tries to save you
From what you are
I wouldn’t worry ‘bout me, I am made from a star

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