You and your words, obsessed with your legacy
And you are paranoid in every paragraph
How they perceive you
𝙔𝙤𝙪, 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙮𝙤𝙪
I'm erasing myself from the narrative
Let future historians wonder
The world has no right to my heart
They don't get to know what I said