I missed you. I missed you like crazy, but I don't care what you're gonna do. This world is too toxic, what you're gonna do. I just want to escape, but I can't. In the end, I changed my clothes to a mask, but it's just an accident. No one cares what you're gonna do. Poison in your blood, what you're gonna do. I can't help it. There's still a place to go. But I was fooled. It's ridiculous, but I can't help it. If you feel stuck, no matter how many times you fall, no matter how many parties you've been to, you can't help it. Wake up. Listen to your mother. What age is it? If you want to go on, just wait for the plane to crash. Don't look at me like that. I haven't met you yet. Every day, I want to change it somehow. Since you came, I've been forgetting about the past. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste now. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste now. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste now. It's a waste. It's a waste now. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste now. It's a waste. It's a waste. It's a waste now. It's a waste now. I locked you in and am already murdering you. But it's okay. I used to be a noir. I think it looks good. Is it just me, or is it just me?