They always ask me: Why do i keep making music?
Well because, my soul is depressed and i have nothing else to do
And this is my world, you see?
I have all the power, all the control over it
I can change the rhytm, i can change the melody, i can change the tempo
This is my world.
I can't open it to everyone, you know?
So no  one's going to see how i make my music
How i change my life
And how i tell my story through the notes.
Wait, what?
On one of our adventures, Rick and I basically destroyed the whole world.
So we bailed on that reality and we came to this one.
Because in this one, the world wasn't destroyed. And in this one, we were dead.
So we came here, a-an-an-and we buried ourselves and we took their place.
And every morning, Summer, I eat breakfast 20 yards away from my own rotting corpse!
So…you're not my brother?
I'm better than your brother.
I'm a version of your brother you can trust when he says "Don't run."
Nobody exists on purpose. Nobody belongs anywhere.
Everybody's gonna die.
Come watch TV?
