Like idk. Speculation speculation but. Like OBVIOUSLY right. Imagine you're living you're life day to day, same shit, boring job, no room for greater aspirations, and then one day something happens (POSSIBLY and PROBABLY you're own doing as well) and now you've finally got your own thrilling life doing what you want and yelling as much as you want. but now you're infected with a cataclysmic disease and not only does it make you a hazard to public health and wanted by the authorities (possibly wanted dead but wanted alive might be scarier) but in the short time that you've been doing this it's drastically changed you physically which, while it's made you bigger and more imposing, who knows what it's gonna keep doing to you, and because you're wanted by the authorities you actually can't go anywhere you want because they WILL find you and GET YOU and no one wants to publish your music and most people don't even want to be around you with how you are so you HAVE to keep running you HAVE to stay away. But this is what you wanted right? It has to be better than what you used to do right? Fuck everyone else! Fuck everything! It's not that bad! It's not that bad! It's fine! This is what you wanted! You can't go back! And you're going to make it everyone's problem!!!!
