Grabbing my guitar I looked at the crowd and at the person I hated the most.
"I'm gonna bury you with my sound, I'm gonna drink the red from your pretty pink face" He was the king.
"I'm gonna-" "Are you done yet? Cause I'm tired of feeling guilty for this!" He screamed as everyone froze. "Is that what people really think about me? That I'm a god above all of you?" He asked everyone.
"Sorry I don't treat you like your perfect! Like all your little loyal subjects do!" I screamed as he left. I followed him.
"Sorry if I seem malicious. But I can't sympathize with you!" He screamed at me.
"I know that it hurts when your lonely but I can't take that part from you!" He said.
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I'm (not) sorry. This is a joke! I had to post something XD I also spent an hour finding that.
