Buy me stuff and call it joy,
and when it comes to love,
don't worry, buy me a toy,
or something you've never had.
I wanted to be just like you,
knowing you better made me sad,
now I realise what your lies do,
friends and family become mad,
and corrupt my old brother too.
Materialistic scum,
you can't even be sincere,
you don't love your sons,
but you adore your beer,
don't we share the same blood?
What was once fear,
now it's pure hate,
hear me loud and clear,
your emotions are fake,
go away, disappear.
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