But now things are getting weird. You're closing both the doors on this, taping up the mirror; everything is powered down, the last bolt's in the lock. But something just won't leave you.
And so what are you? Just some crazy loner guy who can't stop thinking about my pussy, always looking at my pictures, reading every last god damn thing that comes out of my IP, keeps on getting knocked out, can't control your own hands and eyes anymore