Since I stuck my head out of the rebel sea
It's gotten hard to hear the beat of my heart
An unnerving, but not unwelcome
A restful feeling with a hint of dread

I hear more, first of all
And also the ambient cues
Are admittedly much better
At conducting a harmonious beat

When it was checked
I suspected a conspiracy against my manhood
But we've joined forces now
To conspire for my Mensch-hood

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