How do you feel:
When the model's come and gone
She'll talk to you but not for long
Because how could anyone like her
Feel something like that from you?
How do you feel:
When the tall suited guys flex their dollars
The visionaries come and soon they're martyrs
Because how could anyone like you
Stand up to someone like them?
How do you feel to be at the bottom of the food chain?
How do you feel to be lost in your one-way troubles?
How do you feel to be stamped by the Doctor's, Professor's, Noble's name?
How do you feel to be crushed underneath the rubble?
You're average, normal, mediocre square wavenothingspecial
But you try, try, again and again.
To prove that you're here.
To get them to hear.
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