Show me to my pre-a**igned seat in this life help me find a way to be content while invisible generic the norm shapeless the form spoon-feeding the gray it's not enough to see without taking part it's not enough to be moderate bending over backwards bland is an acquired taste happily donate waste drown yourself deep in self-hate and I so don't want to sink to your level and do not need to strike back but I will not turn you the other cheek and you don't want to see me breaking