I am a static presence, causing malfunctions
in electronics wherever I go. I am morally
bankrupt, and it's working out just fine. I
am the fascinated disgust that dragoons you
to garner the mental strength to open up this door.

You think I need to be disciplined, cause I
can't seem to hold my tongue? Well, I'm not
a child any longer. I can save, I'm convinced.

But, as always, my lies are pretty convincing.