Signature: The wise man said that only tools rushed in, but I couldn't help falling in love with you.

"The wise man said: only a fool will plunge into it, but I just can't help falling in love with you ..."

You don't know me, and you don't care. You don't know me and you don't care about me.

Did I find you or lost you? Did I find you or lost you?

What's it like to be different from me? Are we the same? How does it feel to subvert yourself and be a different person?