Songtexte The Weird One¿ - MP Retro

Hey, it is I, I'm the end of all creation, It's true, I am death, and the end we long

Awaited. But I have to say that I've come to somehow love this. Nothing matters in the end, I made you

Cheap, little broken imitations. And we glitched, glitching's bad. Now your whole fucking universe is ending, I'm still the weird one

Fucking everything, soaked in the energy, hung by the puppet strings you made. This joke took twelve centuries, I'm lower than anything I have ever seen before

You need what I need more, than ever, before colder weather. But nothing matters in the end, I made you cheap, little broken imitations. And we glitched, glitching's bad

Now your whole fucking universe is ending

I broke my PC, now the whole fucking world is ending. I shut, turned my screen, now the whole fucking universe is ending

But nothing matters in the end, I made you cheap, little broken imitations. And we glitched, glitching's bad. Now your whole fucking universe is ending, I'm still the weird one

Now your whole fucking universe is ending, I made you cheap, little broken imitations. And we glitched, glitching's bad. Now your whole fucking universe is ending, I'm still the weird one