On a thousand islands in the sea
I see a thousand people just like me
A hundred unions in the snow
I watch them walking, falling in a row
We live always underground
It's going to be so quiet in here tonight
A thousand islands in the sea
It's a shame
And a hundred years ago
A sailor trod this ground I stood upon
Take me away everyone
When it hurts thou
From my head to my toes
From the words in the book
I see a vision that would bring me luck
From my head to my toes
To my teeth, through my nose
You get these words wrong
You get these words wrong
Everytime
You get these words wrong
I just smile
But from my head to my toes
From my knees to my eyes
Everytime I watch the sky
For these last few days leave me alone
But for these last few days leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
I see a thousand people just like me
A hundred unions in the snow
I watch them walking, falling in a row
We live always underground
It's going to be so quiet in here tonight
A thousand islands in the sea
It's a shame
And a hundred years ago
A sailor trod this ground I stood upon
Take me away everyone
When it hurts thou
From my head to my toes
From the words in the book
I see a vision that would bring me luck
From my head to my toes
To my teeth, through my nose
You get these words wrong
You get these words wrong
Everytime
You get these words wrong
I just smile
But from my head to my toes
From my knees to my eyes
Everytime I watch the sky
For these last few days leave me alone
But for these last few days leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
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It isn't exactly "everyone" being the same. All of the countries that comprise of the continents, there are only thousands of islands which seem to be the ones who are most easily conquered when they are content to be the lone isle of the sea.
Your female persona (which I always knew was male, remember) was a way that you could justify to yourself the wicked way you tried to directly converse with me.
How can a boy who has kept up with me for all of these years admit it/come right out with it?? Lure her in by creating an illusion of something familiar. When she reacts with fondness, it is amusing. You are not only the greatest actor (so you tell yourself) the girl whom gives you night-terrors and sweats your sleep is now feeding from your hand...
You cannot accept this of yourself and so you must hate what you thought you loved and thus your creation, your frankinstein is now a monster. What a catch. Like a rifle that blows a hole in your head.
Bang, bang!