Episode Details

Arturo's keyboard mini lab

MkII

Hurt me so good

Baby daddy

Make me wanna scream

Don't you know I love it

Roller coaster

Hands around my throat

You choke me.

Throw me off my boat

I'm drowning in your ocean

W

Love me love me

(Moans)

Living in grace,

In your glory

In the shadow of your talents

And the glamor of your essence,

Whatever that is.

I should just

Sell that bitch

She work hard

Slave so strong, baby

I should just

Sell that bitch

Have me a picnic

Take her to market

Honest

Slave work hard, baby

Slave work hard

She work hard,

For no money

#1s

(Lols)

one hell of a parable

An attack on my psyche

KILLYOURSELF.

*COUGH*

Find your way somewhere and

JUMP

For the fun of it

JUMP from the top of the rock

(If they let you in!)

JUMP from the

*COUGHS*

Oh,

Just kill yourself,

Jesus

I gotta go,

I gotta go again

What do you know

What do you know again?

Right when you show up

I wanna throw up

Or show you the—

Drums

COUGH

Or just kill yourself

Jump right in front of the train,

I dare ya

Come along way from the Uptown A,

No!

we're going down

We're going going down and about

Sabatoge on my body

Attack of the zombies

The gangstakers cough

But I wonder who pays them

On government money?

But no m debt forgiveness

If freedom is slavery

What do you call this?

I warned you,

Stay out of the politics—

Focus on music

You'd said you'd take care of all of it

Then left me stranded.

I like being strangled

I like being robbed

I like falling off of my skateboard

[UMPH]

I left blood there

It's all strays and ashtrays

Where he stays,

But it's okay

Cause these days,

It's all crazy

Eyes glazed,

And all lazy

It's awful:

I'm all fucked up,

This alt-right movement

New wave racists

Consuming me,

Blue eyes and hatred.

They say I'm all wrong

Just for being born,

But I think we're all one

Even if they don't

Plus,

I'm not dark on purpose.

Now you renrmver me?

I remembered you the first time!

Not very well-

Passion Play

I don't feel so good

I think I'm off my rock,

I got a lot to talk about

But not a lot of knowledge

You know that

Everyone, even God suffers

I got a lot of words and worries

All I want is a surfboard

Carve my name out of all of em

Arboles

I'm lost

I could post all this

Or get my nails polished

So much for martyrs

And mothers in morning for ever

I cry every dawn until morning

Fir all the love lost

Add it's all up, that's always

And these days, in haides

I'm a lady in shades from LA

And nobody loves me

Not even my baby

I'm so blazed,

I'm taking it straight to my vein,

On the train in front of all these strangers

*gasp*

Are you okay?

*gasp*

A haphazard orgasm

As my organs shut down

Out of automatic on autopilot

Or a test, maybe

Of

The Uptown A

Gangstakl