> The Darkener's Console

Opening the small mailbox reveals a leaflet.

Spray —

You don’t wanna talk
No you don’t wanna talk
Got your tail between your legs
Guess I put you in your place

What did I have to do
Were you convincing me
Or maybe just you
And the ones that used to know you, too

I get what you want
But you’re stuck in a loop
I get what you want
But you’re stuck in a loop
Stuck in a loop

Do you ever regret
Getting high before the set
Called the photographer a chump
Yeah you pissed on that stump

So go fool some more and
Keep spitting that game you got and
Keep playing those same songs
With a million more people who’ll figure out
You’re just spraying shit


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