These people in overwhelming numbers
That only thoughtlessy jeer and cheer in this world
In the end, it has to be someone's fault
With this complete ignorance, there are no allies

Your eyes glaring from behind behind peoples' backs
Those eyes, oh how I hate those eyes
With you biased-bodies tweeting away again in my safe space
Whether I win or lose, I feel no pain

Ah, being unable to create anything
Ah, being unable to achieve anything
Now, repeat it many times over
That worthless "I miss you"