End - Happy Glass

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Everyone's dying,
of their own free will,
their minds have stopped working,
so they take happy pills.
They want to get away,
from the world,
but wait until they see,
me, unfurled.
I am Superman,
if you'll let me go,
who am I?
Well, I really don't know.
Give us... us free,
give us free, man
give us... us free,
please lift the ban.
I once knew a girl,
who loved me,
she's gone now,
across the sea.
Everyone leaves,
they have to break away
they'll keep in touch,
or so they say.
I love everyone,
or else I hate them all,
please love me,
answer the call.