Tell me this isn’t so,
Tell me this isn’t how it’s supposed to go,
But meant for a different life,
Because right now I really don’t need this much spice.
Tell me this can’t be real,
You know I’m not made of steel,
I don’t know how much more I can feel,
Before I’m gonna go completely insane,
I no longer want to be a part of this game.
Tell me it’s my imagination,
Tell me it’s an accusation,
I don’t really have this mutation,
And you’ve come to a new realization.