This is the central scrutinizer joe has just
worked himself into an imaginary friendship
during the fade out of his imaginary song he begins
to fell depresed now he knows the end is near
he has realised at last that imaginary guitar notes and
imaginary vocals exist only in the imagination of the imaginer
and ultimately who gives a fucking away so...jajaja
so...jaja excuse me HAHAHAHAHAHAHA [GRUNTING]
so... who did the fuck anyway so he comes back to his
ugly little room and quietly dreams HIS LAST IMAGINARY GUITAR SOLO.