Rewrite your rare ,  this language is on a plain level.  





It looks at you


   it talks to you



it even stalks you as if you were food



the protection is rude


  These lyrics hate you because It can make you,


but you,

won't allow you to take you,  


Me? I've adapted to different altitudes immune to the colds and the flus.


  So what happened to you?

I became the Narrator,  toy maker,  deep breaths of **** vapor apple cider vinegar made me thinner,

No...  i don't care to stay for dinner



                                                                all is not familiar.