After the break. The truth is right and it's like the fog clearing before us to turn above a mountain range. Alerting me of where the cliff is before I overpress and fall into the valley. This has been my life for the past few years. Realizing that appearances aren't deceiving. Believing it's the first step before the fall. That comfort was so appealing. Is this what I must go through to finally grow up? It's blood before water. That tsunami to disrespect you. For the past year I have seen your sudden decline. I'd be remiss if I didn't try to help you. I'm sinking deeper into it. No one plans to go through hell by themselves without making a deal with the devil. This is our last chance for you to heed my advice. For you to be the person that I always looked up to when I was younger. And I know that this has really been the most difficult year in your life. I empathize but imposters are destroying you with every day controlling you. You are human and you are worth so much more than this. Black grass is all I need. Snow's down a thousand feet. These fears of mine ain't gonna feed. And you are not helping. Cock grass is all I need. To finish off the week. I never get to sleep. And you are not helping. All of these things I said. I'm wasting time. All of these things I said. I'm wasting time. I'm wasting time. I'm wasting time. Lack of control. Like a regret. You need to come out. It means you've overcome. This fatal weakness. Now that you've drifted away. It's so bad. You used to be my role model. My only source of strength. But now. All of these things I said. I'm wasting time. All of these things I said. I'm wasting time. I'm wasting time. I'm wasting...