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Believe when I say

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I want it that way

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But we are two worlds apart

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Can't reach to your heart

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When you say

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I want it that way

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TELL ME WHY

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Ain't nothin' but a heartache

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TELL ME WHY

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Ain't nothing' but a mistake

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Tell me why

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I never wanna hear you say

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I want it that way

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Am I, your fire?

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Your one, desire

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Yes I know, it's tooooo late

[ ...somewhere, in the fantasy costco, a boy is texting furiously and has actually started quietly singing along. happy candlenights everyone. ]

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But I want it that way

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TELL ME WHY

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Ain't nothin' but a heartache

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TELL ME WHY

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Ain't nothin' but a mistake

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Tell me why

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I never wanna hear you say

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I want it that way

[alethiological]

[ See, at first? There was fury. But after the countless smaller anger-inducing things this month on top of how exhausting the whole month has been, the song itself doesn't rate. He stands, half-asleep, at the entrance of Fantasy Costco, bracer blaring Backstreet Boys on autotune, the sweet scraping melodies of Microsoft Mary overlaid with the harmony of Garfield losing his shit.

A few minutes in, another harmony of Alex singing joins the symphony. And that? That is the moment where the patience snaps. A repentance collection is in order.



So when Alex finishes his song, belting out the last note with all the power of Nick Carter's adolescent vocal chords, he turns in place to meet a placid smile and a bracer being held up. A single red dot blinking innocently. ]

Hello, Alex. I figured out how to turn voice-to-text off.

[ Or not-so-innocently. ]