Hatred born of a song.

[awwlie]

This earworm, it devours me - it eats me alive. I hate it, no - I hate YOU for what you did.

no..

. . .

Oh, misguided fox, 

chasing the stars, 

Thought you would find freedom behind those bars. 

Running with the lost, 

you are bound to collide, 

With the echoes of the choices you tried to hide.

. . .

No - NO. STOP.. WHY DOES IT KEEP COMING BACK!

You will pay for it, you know who you are, even if you can't hear me in these dark hours, tsk. 

Die, just DIE. - COLLAPSE.

I will get revenge.. I will rip your signing voice, steal it, and then toss it in the trash!

Only after signing thousands of songs with it myself.

[awwlie]

....

If there was furniture left to throw at these accursed walls, I'd throw them too. These walls laugh at me, just like she did.  She knew-- I offered her my hand, my wisdom. Yet, she chose to fight. Ha  - Ha.... I suppose,  I failed again. -- Every moment,  I betrayed my own will, my senses.
..
.. 
..
You'll help them, you said..
.  . .
Ha - Ha...
Of course you will... - You're just a saint, white in colors: No imperfections.
. . 
. .
You know better than I do, don't  you. These whispers, marks of my sacrifices aren't real, they are just bruises on a doll to you.

AAAH!

Why!? WHY!?

I just want you to DIE, WITHER. WHY DO I EVEN THINK ABOUT YOU? 
. . .

Just die.

Be forgotten..

You're not worthwhile.

My tears are already flowing.. why, why.. - I don't even understand..