Mods have a cruel sense of fun,
Never play by the rules
They spin us both on our heads, turn us both into fools
And leave me on my own in MSMG, oh, what can I do?
They say that losing a friend, breaking your heart
It only makes you less likely to copy
I don't believe it's true, but I see you, and what can I do?
I wish that we could be close.
Close enough to use
Our real names for once,
And you would say to me, "I will always be your friend"
You say, you won't leave now.
Rain falls on me, and now I'm leaving the stream.
Tell me, do you find me less toxic now?
I'm not the kind to let you watch as I cry,
So I got to leave, I got to forget you.
And so I hide myself away from the stream
Leave behind the sorrow of a sad little boy.
I thought that I had finally won the argument.
You told me "Ratio"
I suppose that I was too young.