I'm to death. He said, curse that fallen angel, how I'm scraping up a scheme to serve the plot. And I know I'm gonna reset one mistake after another, I forgot. I do not want you to save me, boy, I know you love your girlfriend and she's all you'd ever need. Cause her love comes straight from source and I'm a force of social greed. And the doctor said I'm bugging, but I swear I'm gonna choke. If I keep talking in circles, we could treat it like a joke. But if I had you, I wouldn't have to. Boy, if I had you, I couldn't have you. There's nothing left to send to, I'm bluffing on your virtue. Just throw it in my crib. I took out all you ought to, hollowed out the whole room. Now I can't make myself, make myself cry. Now my hair is getting tangled and I gave up on my body, let it ride. I'll make you watch my spine burn, just. And I know I'm gonna reset that mistake, you're for a lover, I forgot. I do not want you to save me, now it's pure dissociation. Maybe I'm already dead, cause I'm spending every moment with this existential dread. And the doctor said it's nothing, but I swear I'm gonna choke. If I keep talking in circles, we could treat it like a joke. But if I had you, I wouldn't have to. Oh, baby, baby, if I had you, boy, I thought maybe I could have you. But I couldn't have you, I couldn't have you. I'm in a coma! Total domination. Your soul is mine. Fatality. Matter, the masters of the shadows. Tell me, dear lady, how will you navigate the monster to an uncertain future without exclusive content? There's nowhere to run. You are now in the state of suspended animation. Magic. The dark side. Death is all you will find here. People are being carried on the winds of change. Oh, yes, yes, yes. Shock and fascination. So real. I know you're a monster, but I love you. I love you. This is a message from the 12th of 13. Braken's has been successfully eradicated. We came to the conclusion that he would rather make selfish art than serve a higher purpose. So when you hit replay, ask yourself these questions. Who are you really listening to? And where is the line between art and dark magic? Because that man had no idea. Who? Who? Oh, baby. I only wanted you. I couldn't say it, so I'm typing it on the queue. I fucking hate it, so I type like I'm on a queue. You think I'm chasing something. I only wanted you. I found the truth and saw me through this concrete world that we're on. I only wanted you. I made it through seeing the sky and what you're trying to do. You think I made it? That's a lie. Fuck your point of view. I never stayed in shape, but I only wanted you. I only wanted you. Wanted you. I only wanted you.