Pfft sst kkktt sst ppfffft sst pfft kkkkkrrtt ppftt pfft wa-a-a-a-aaa pfft pfft

Heh. I totally sound like a DJ when I do that. Wa-a-a-a-ahh pfft ssssttt kkkrrtt ssss-ssss pfffffft a-wa-a-wa pfft pfft kkkrrt ps-a-pfft-pfft-wa-a-aaaa... when this began! I had nothing to say and I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me, I was confuuused and I let it all out to find that I'm not the only person with these things in mind, and all the way and all the vacancy the words revealed is the only real thing that I've got left to feel nothing to lose just stuck, hollow and alone, and the fault is my own AND THE FAULT IS MY OWN!!!1 That song sucks.

Sssssssssssssst wa-a-a-a

<mandatory reference to shed slaves>