Why do I do this sort of shit to myself? I dunno.... I like the hurt of being forgotten? Am I that unmemorable? Be honest everyone, when I'm not in sight I'm out of mind. When you don't see, you don't care. My life's a game, I'm going nowhere. So ignore my last call when it's Hitchhiker's night, I'm gonna kill them all in my one final flight. I am a god. Kiss me tonight, make it alright.
Huh. So that's how the story goes.
Good night kids, I'm off to kill some more hunters.