Fitting In


You must put on your mask.
Before you go outside,
You must put on your mask.

By the rules you must abide.
You cannot be different
when you go outside.

There is never any dissent,
you have to play the oldest game.
You must not be different.

Everyone must be the same;
there is no choice involved.
You must play the oldest game.

Free will is now dissolved.
Conformity is key;
there is never choice involved.

This is who you have to be.
You must put on your mask,
conformity is key.
You must put on your mask.

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