Metal.

[Leezpo]

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A million dolla metal song right there.

-Faithful Leezpo.

[Kasnia]

Add some crazy ass guitar riffs and drum solos that make no sense whatsoever, and THERE is your million dolla metal song.

[Kasnia]

If we're talking about today's shit, you gotta add in some lame lyrics about upper-class problems. Like crying. And problems you made up.


Now there's yer fuckin' metal right there...

Oh yeah, totally forgot about all of that stuff. I think me, you, and Leezpo could totally make a hardxc0re metal band and rock the worlds.

[pyro_davey]

but you forgot to ad the flamethrowers on stage and free pot burgers to all the fans

[Kasnia]

Well, that's getting into the technical stuff. We're just writing a song right now, but if you want to help manage the stage acts, then it sounds good to me.
The more flamethrowers the better, right? And if we can catch something on fire while on stage and have to get everyone evacuated and then banned from that city, then we'd be a legend.

[AlbertWesker]

I am your last resort.
I am your plan B.
I am only hope.
I am your contingency.

Lyrics I wrote.