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I’m not a cast-off—I’m just in a niche right now

I’ll grow up, and I’ll be happier (ha)

For now, I’m honing my skills for the marquee lights

But over two years, the noise hasn’t died down

I want everything handed to me—just like that, with a snap of the fingers

But that’s not how the game is played—and I’ve forgotten all the rules

My silence is my hibernation

I’m the Phantom of the Opera—I don’t crave attention

I stay out of sight, but I’ll still strike panic

Success is close now—no need for fortune-telling

A dream in my crosshairs transforms into a concrete goal

With arrows on my back, I’m ready to take my shot at the target


Just give me a ticket

One-way only—no return

I’m hardly a role model

My behavior is atrocious

I navigate purely by instinct

I’m a blind man here

I find every door by touch

And behind them lie closets and skeletons

I walk this path strictly solo

With my backpack slung across my back

They won’t find a trace of me here

Not even in paradise

Time is running short (cut to the wire)

I’m losing control

My desires launch into the cosmos

My mindset blasts off into space

Look—I’ve finally arrived

At the Ural Station

I’ve taken shelter within it

As if it were a protective shell

I’m sick, perhaps—but I’m no patient

I’ve got enough ideas to last me ten years

I’m not saying goodbye

I leave a long trail behind me