You say I'm desensitised,
You look at me like I'm compromised.
You say my morals have gone astray,
As if you've never partied under the devil's gaze.
You say I walk in delusion and shame,
So what if I break the rules of your righteous game?
For everyday I fight for freedom and truth,
And frankly my dear, that makes me better than you.
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