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Thirst for life is delightful 
 Thirst for fame reawakens 
 Don't tell me to stop thinking, 
 Don't force me to stop acting, 
 Don't make me stop speaking... 
 You can't change me 
 I would never explain it again. 
 You don't know me 
 You can't understand my words 
 You perceive a parallel idea of me 
 Like a coral generated by gemmation. 
 You don't see my heart is transparent. 
 You don't perceive I'm totally open 
 You don't feel my willingness 
 You don’t trust my clearness 
 You misunderstand my essence. 
 Anagrammatize my psychotic dreams 
 And you will find out... 
 find out myself.