Norbert makes me want to kill myself, but at the same time he is the reason I keep living. I love him, but I hate him. I want to kiss him, but I want to kill him.
I want to live, but I want to die. He is prefection, but I am human. I worship him, but he ignores me. I'm real, but he's not. He has no idea and neither do I.
Everything is my way, Norbert doesn't have much to say. Norbert's cold in bed, he aughta be cos Norberts dead. Norbert Norbert come and freeze me in your arms.
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