It's bugging me. Grating me. And twisting me around. I'm endlessly. Caving in. And turning inside out. . Because I want it now. I want it now. Give me your heart and your soul.
Oooooh. Oooooh. Ooh.... Oooo-ooh. Your golden lies feed my role. In this forgotten space race under my control. Who's returned from the dead?. Who remains?.
Oh I am growing tired of allowing you to steal. Everything I have, you're making me feel. Like I was born to service you. But I am growing by the hour.