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Emerson Robinson thoughts creep into my mind,
Cucked by life itself, just wanna hit rewind,
Blonde hair, blue eyes, they never glance my way,
Lost in this nightmare, every single day.
Fantasies of being tall, handsome, and desired,
Stacies always choosing Chads, man, I'm just so tired,
Incel tears and failed normie fears, can’t escape this fate,
finding myself in the depths of /pol/, spreading hate.
Chorus:
It's over, it's over, can't you see?
If I was only Chad, they would fall for me,
It's over, it's just a fantasy,
If I was only Chad, my life would be carefree.
