Golden Rules of Survival

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Zebra Recreation Society

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So here we go again
With all your shitty lies
Telling all those people
I'm the devil in disguise
And you tell me you try to help
'Cause I'm deranged
And you feel so sorry
That I remain unchanged
But who do you think you are?
The voice of my conscience
Like Gemini fucking Cricket?
I don't even know
Why you bother coming back
Did I do something wrong?
Or was there no one else to wrack
Lately, I listened to the songs I wrote for you
Three times in a row
Maybe it's that that summoned you
Or maybe you needed an easy prey?
The weakest man from your spider web?
And so, you're back
From outer space
And you have the nerves to say to my face
That "This time's the last time and after that it'll be over"
But I know that with you
It's never over
But guess what?
People can live without you
There's a method for that
And here are ten golden rules
Rule number one
No contact!
Rule number two
No contact!
Rule number three
No contact!
Yes I'm a loving husband
And a happy father
And f*ck you if you can't stand it
I don't even bother
To try to explain
All the love that surrounds me
You wouldn't get it anyway
It's part of your pathology
See, I can change
I educated myself
Against people like you
You know, I took that test
About your disorder
I read all the questions
And wrote marks on the border
They said that over ten
You're in a serious state
And guess what?
You had scored twenty fucking eight!
Congrats!
You're on top of the high-score table
Of the worst narcs ever!
So you can tell everyone
That I'm the monster
That you left me to save your life
That I'm an impostor
I won't rain on your smear campaign for the blind
Those twisted horrible facts
Coming from your sick mind
Now, I know better
I left all this behind
And here some more rules
Rule number four
No contact!
Rule number five
No contact!
Rule number six
No contact!
The truth always wins
It's just a question of time
Just don't come here no more
I've got my own hell to climb
One day the mask will fall
Always did, always will
And on that day you'll have to pay the bill
People will see
They always see
I just have to wait
You'll get angry, furious
You'll lose all your allies
Cause you'll get red-handed
Trapped in your own lies
Your flying monkeys will disappear
Vanished in the skies
You'll be left alone
And find someone else to terrorize
Of course, I'm wrong
I'm the one in denial
And you're the victim
How foolish I've been thinking I could tame the shrew
Or we could react like adults
I'm so pissed at you!
Actually I'm pissed at myself!
How didn't I see?
You planted the seed of evil
And put the blame on me!
I've been gaslit
Manipulated
Abused by proxy
I've been brainwashed
Reprogrammed
Even doubting my own memories
So, take your drama queen attitudes out of my timeline
Become your new prey's wife
Take back your pitchfork, your red cape
Your horns, your rumours
And get the hell out of my life!
I stand before you and I shout
Vade retro, slutana!
Rule number seven
No contact!
Rule number eight
No contact!
Rule number nine
No contact!
Rule number ten
No contact!
You don't have any control over me anymore
Capish?
This pavlov's dog
Just broke the leash

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