My aversion for humanity never stops growing My hatred of social norms is ever expanding I have no interest in walking the same old beaten path And I will always teach my daughter to not listen and instead follow her heart I'm turning grey and the ones I love are beginning to drop like flies Time keeps me in company, never leaving, armoured and unbeaten I could stand at the well, ask for good health, then fall in and die They'd tell me I'm in remission and then say 'sorry, we lied'