The truth in metal music. Perhaps that is why it always takes an effort to understand them metal cries. It took so long to remember just what happened. Ah yes, when you finally found the memory stick to your inner hard drive. You simply can’t trust those things. It’s like a wasp in a jar in a jewellery box in a room full of drawers. Basically, it’s a giant Tim Burton-like archive. That’s your subconsciousness right there. Got my hands bound and my head down and my eyes closed. And my legs gone. Let’s not forget that little detail. Do unto others what has been done to you. Yes… Yes. Control ’em. Stalk ’em. Look ’em up. Do your research. Shit, blood and cum on my hands. Seal the deal. And to think good caregivers need at least four years to seal the so-called “childhood deal”. But bad ones, ha! I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this. No one even bothers to check up on those. No. This is it. The familiarity. The room full of tiny little prison cells. True love, is it. My caregivers. My inner voice. You look so precious. True love, just a tiny bit distorted.

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Director of MV: Adam Jones (Tool)