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[upbeat music] Woo! [upbeat music] Woo!
You weird! Walked into the club like a vampire king. Black high collar shirt, didn't say a thing. Bald head shining underneath the light. Smoking like philosophy all through the night.
He's a Libra so he's weighing every side. Changes his opinion halfway through the ride. Complains all day but you better understand, he's got the softest heart in all the land. He'll argue left, he'll argue right just to keep the conversation alive tonight.
He don't lie 'cause he's evil. No that's not the feature. He lies for debate like an internet creature. "You weird," he yells across the room. "You weird." "You weird", like it's everybody's doom. "You weird". Crashes, couch, coffee, Beaters, biscuits. Nobody knows what he meant but he absolutely meant it.
"You weird" he screams again. Five minutes later he's your best friend. Woo! Ooh! Ah! The codex says- Pretty sure that’s Mesa He says no it isn’t The Codex says
We’re eighty percent certain Still nobody knows. He promised Mason cross his heart A Jar Jar Binks shirt from the start Months go by Years go by Jar Jar still waiting...
...Mesa disappointed. He’s behind the drums keeping perfect time Then starts another pointless argument online
Technically Actually Historically speaking Brother Oh oh oh oh oh…Nobody asked You weird Salmon catches
another stray You weird Everybody else catches one too You weird Even the bartender gets
confused You weird The cigarette nods in agreement Brrraow Somehow the drum solo becomes another
debate He's bald, he's handsome High collar every night Complains about everything Yet somehow he's
right Heart made of gold Delivery made of sandpaper The world's loudest sweetheart Still owes Mason That Jar Jar shirt Still yelling YOU WEIRD Still crashing Couch Coffee Beaters Biscuits
Nobody has deciphered the prophecy The Codex keeps taking notes And somewhere— Jar Jar Binks
whispers “Mesa believe in you” YOU WEEEIIIIIIRRRDD DD You Weird Neon skies Purple eyes Welcome
back You’re still alive Smoke inside a faded screen Living in somebody else's dream Pixel
ghosts beneath the moon Laughing like it's all too soon They said I'd disappear tonight Fade away beneath the city lights But every scar became a star Now they know
exactly who we are Every nightmare has a soundtrack Every heartbreak comes right back But
we're dancing anyway We're beautiful nightmares Floating through the midnight air Pink horizons, electric prayers
Everybody said we'd fade away Now we're glowing brighter every day We're survivors, neon believers
Laughing while the whole world screams We're beautiful, beautiful nightmares Coffee cups and tarot cards
Broken halos, borrowed hearts Comment sections full of flames Everybody playing games The monsters wanted one more fight Instead we turn on laser lights If we're the villains in their show We'll steal the ending and reload Every rumor turns to vapor Every ending starts
much stranger So turn the volume higher We're beautiful nightmares Sliding through electric air Purple
sunsets, saying late prayers Everybody said we'd lose our way Now we're dancing where the
shadows play We're survivors, dream believers Turning darkness into dreams We're beautiful, beautiful nightmares Maybe
we're a little strange Maybe that's what never change If tomorrow disappears We'll paint the
sky with neon tears No fear, no shame No permission, no chains Only love We're
beautiful nightmares Shining brighter everywhere Chrome reflections, midnight stares Nothing lasts forever So tonight we'll
live like legends We're survivors, story writers Making magic from the screens We're beautiful, beautiful
nightmares Beautiful nightmares Nightmares Okay let's just get exposing them bitch.
Let's just get to it. Let's just get to it 'cause I asked-- I asked nicely for Cash App. I was gonna send five dollars for Bennett. Just have one minute without that fucking big fat cow talking over me. Don't read your text messages now bitch. As soon as you hear something from him let me know so I can shut this rumor down because ridiculous it's getting out of hand. That's who he texted me without me even asking him for anything.
Summer come to my channel Nightmare Frequencies. "I- I love you hope you're not upset with me over some dumb shit everyone else is Alexandra had already said some very nice things about you um, on her show yesterday thanks for sticking up for her i hope at least you talk to me personally about things just not ghost me have a nice day." "i'm not ignoring
you im just at work rn i got a broken well fractured ankle so lemme get home & ill hit u up tonite" Thank you summer She never hit me up. "I do understand if you don't come because... Um Even Paige is being harassed for supporting me heheh i had the best time goofing off n bullshitting last night kinda like old times thank you".
I needed that This is me writing to her after I had a good time on a panel with her. Hope you can make a panel soon. I stream from Psyche's Nightmares. I'll be on shortly if you're around. Vita's on Sandman's whining about us sounds like you have my back. Thank you. I love you cutie dont listen to these fe-feather um feathers tear with their friends u know I got ur back Cutie, I, I, I don't know why
it says cutie. I would think it was something... I, I don't think I was calling her that, but I said, I said, "I don't know why it put that, but whatever. Lol. Hey, I didn't mean to offend you yesterday. I was really just joking, making joking banter. I really don't even drink very much anymore. Anyway, have a good day." Summer: There's an emergency. Can we please talk? If you have a few minutes to spare soon, um, see Alexander Mayer's last lives,
IPG wiki info or IRL news time. It's completely disgusting. I put the link. Please! Exclamation point. Summer, you didn't have five minutes for me? She writes back, "I didn't. I was whole-- I was doing my own shit yesterday. I'm getting my own involved with my own... and I don't wanna get involved in Alex shit." The next day she was on Alexander Mayor's chat laughing, laughing with her and not saying one word to me. I said, "Okay.
Wasn't gonna involve you, just ask you something," but get off the popcorn, the show's about to begin. Well, I, well, I was just dealing with b- all Bs yesterday. What was your question? You need it. I said, "I'm being doxxed in the worst way. Severely, obsessively, completely fraudulently, feeling sad, set up, violated.
I don't know. Probably gonna have to disappear. Sorry to bother you." You know, so now you get it, and you know what? She didn't respond, but she's on Alexander Mayer's channel. You know what, Summer? You're a bitch. You know what? And I, I tried to get one minute to, to talk, and you wouldn't let me talk, okay? Summer, you're a fucking bitch. Whatever Amber Hall or whatever your fucking name is, you're a fucking bitch. Go to hell. Yo, thanks a lot for being there for five minutes. You didn't have five minutes, you didn't have one minute to listen to me without
y-your, your big cow and Amanda getting involved, and fucking Christine. Go to fucking hell, bitch and cunt. I don't care if the police come in and arrest me. I hate you, Summer. I hate you. Die. Fucking die. You're not there for me for one minute. Not one minute, not five minutes. Fucking die, fucking cunt. I hate you
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