When it's dark and twisted, I always love that sick shit. Not in the way that it's not important, but more to say that I'm fucking morbid. I'll laugh at your death and lose the test of modesty, and honestly I think it's quite haunting. How, you think that I care about my taunting? Did you think that i was going based off of morals, bitch please i joke about 9 year old girls. It's not true, but when delivered you don't know how to view what I've done. And all I've seen, and oh boy I can put on a screen of imagination and truth, in old age and in youth, scary and unheard of, I can fake fantasy and of course, love. It's all a joke, a game. Something even done for fame. Faking feelings to see the full truth right in front of me. And now that I have the cards, god knows how far deep I can twist my name down your rabbit hole of acquaintance's, and enemies. And You'll Never Be Free Of Me.