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I'm too good at packing up and leaving, without saying a word.

I love slipping away like an eel, cause nobody's able to stop me.

I see how I have already planned to leave, leave everybody,

and it doesn't matter, does it?

But this time, for once, I'll make an effort to just stay through all this bullshit.

So, here we go

// It's going to get a lot worse before it gets better