Through me you pass into the city of woe
It’s like a party you were only invited to because you have the best drugs. Now that you’re here, everyone who’s nice to you just wants something in return, and all the other guests want to make it very clear you aren’t welcome.
No one told you the theme, and you feel wildly misdressed.
But then again, at least you’re at a fucking party, and you do have the best drugs, so fuck the haters, get inappropriately drunk, and say some shit you regret immediately.
It’s a dance dance REVOLUTION, and you are no wallflower.