Alright, I thought I made it clear now I do not want the part did someone slip some gay juice in your water? I cannot act in this school play Satan is saying "NO" and f.y.i he is the one who runs this show I checked my reflection on funeral parlor's window seems like I'm always out here grieving I look like a mortician who just took his best friend in I hate myself when it is raining check out my mask of concern I can make it disappear it must be something in the air like magic! Now I'm not a sight for sore eyes maybe a little too much for you? Just close your eyes while reality unfolds before you. byebyebyebyebyebye I'll cut you open like a fucking piñata!