selbst-

mort

No, I am not all right.

I’ve been away for years, but people keep coming back to me.

I changed my name, but you always find me.

Because of you, I thrive on fear and false identities.

I didn’t make any of the music that’s attached to my old name.

I’m in a place where I expected to find peace.

I was wrong, but was it too much to ask?

I don’t care if you hate my music.

I don’t care if you want to stunt my artistic growth.

I don’t care if you hate the way I communicate.

But I’ve ALWAYS acted without hostility.

Why can’t some of you do the same?