I gotta fire to set tonight

I got a bone to pick with you

It's teacher teacher talking through the

Many mouths of man

How could I never be

Or see through you

No, nevermind,

This is waking life

You only love me whe I'm sleeping

No I don't feel wrong at all

Light the candle

I'm not Illuminati

Don't we all have our rituals

And gods that we pray to

I see

See, the idea with fame is it follows you everywhere

And there they were, and there they went.

From Heaven sent

There was a love so sweet and kind

That each time they were to pass one another,

Sweeping and swooning would not want

Why do you always do this?!

I mean—

HYPERFUNCTIONAL.

Yeah, I know it—

IMMUNE TO It.

Not immune; just tolerant.

What is—

[hit in face with glowing pin]

Is.

Now, where was I?

Where I wasn't.

Where was t I?

Fuck yeah, festival.

Festival peoplerts.

Myeeess.

Let me on the decks. Sir!

Do you think you are ready for this?

I AM READY.

She not ready.

IM READY.

Fuckity

FUXK IT LETS GO

It got out of control, I'm sorry

Yes it did

See.

This is sauce.

Oh my goodness my

This is a mess

Yes

Olay DJ!!!

Alrighty then , sirz

Jesús Christ, finally.

Yeah, it's you.

We know you're here.

Fuckin aaaayyee!

All's my life I hat ti fight!!!

You've been acknowledged.

Here it goes

Some more DJ Smoke

In the DJ booth

And a DJ song

It's a D

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