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Blitz? I can't see you
God, this smells awful
What's that music? Is that you?
Is this a prank? Because I swear to Satan-
It is no prank, bitch
Hey! Why do you sound like that?
Because you, my precious little bitch boy (Stop it, sir!)
Are tripping balls
No! What? How could this be?
I've never tried acid, shrooms, or DMT
It's a bad trip, oy gevalt!
Of course Blitz, this would be your fault
My lungs are full of honesty
Would you promise me that you won't judge? (Yes, bitch)
Not trying to divulge too much, but I'm in too deep
So first of all, fuck you!
What?!
This is just typical
Well, two can play at this game of dismay
'Cause if you're here causing frustration
I'm torturing you in your hallucination!
I simply follow your orders
It isn't my fault if your orders are as nonsensical as a sun-tanning bed
Left out on the cold rainy porch of a fresh April shower
Wait, why are you talking like that?
What the fuck does that even mean?
I am simply speaking Satan's plain English
Perhaps you should crack open a dictionary sometime
And then maybe you could understand half of the frivolous things
I carry on and on about on my many rants about-
Shut up!
Why do you hurt me so? (I know)
Why must you push your friends away? (I push my friends away)
Why does it seem like a recurring thing
That you alienate with your toxic routine?
I don't know, eventually everyone goes
'Cause you're thoughtless and cruel, and you'll end up alone!
Admit, my dear boss, you don't know what you are doing half the time
And you depend on me and the missus to manage your foolish flights of fancy
I don't need you, I could do this shit on my own so easily!
But you don't wanna do things alone, Blitzo
You tried the solo act, it didn't work out so well
Yet you still shove anyone who gets too close until they resent you for being a selfish, shitty shit-fuck
Are you afraid to love people, Blitzy?
I believe your subconscious is trying to tell you
That you simply cannot fathom proper intimacy
But also crave it, as well
It's rather unfortunate, sir
Considering it's often how you treat those you stand by you
Such as myself
Are you worried I may have enough of it one day as well?
Stop fucking talking, all of you!
You're going to die alone (You're gonna die alone, Blitzo)
Blitzy will die alone
Blitzy's dying alone
You're gonna die alone, Blitzo (He'll die alone)
Oh, you're gonna die alone, Blitzo (No one's going to miss you)
Why, Moxxie, why have you held your true feelings inside? (I am scared of rejection)
Why, Moxxie, why do you have Millie put it in your butt? (It gives me an erection- Hey!)
No need to hide, we accept your true feelings, so promise me
That I can do to be true
The world is your anus, so peg it with honesty! (Oh)
I've been a jackass, it's true (You've been a jackass, it's true)
But soon as we're back as ourselves
I will be a better friend than I was before
Be better at speaking my mind, and
Together we can begin to become fine
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