At this point, calling it a voice isn't enough– is it Oilers?
Because it is more than 4 words that you hear? So much more.
You feel it. Not just deep in your soul but now in the pit of your stomach, in the back of your throat...and in your head. Always in your head.
And you see it too, don’t you?
In the eyes of the fans that try to believe in you.
Because as much as this is your truth, it is also theirs.
And they want to escape this reality as much as you do.
But none of you can. Never.
You are on a nightmarish merry-go-round that you can’t get off of.
It goes around and around and around.
Except the soundtrack being played isn’t some happy little amusement park ditty.
Nope.
It’s those 4 words.
Playing in your head over and over and over.
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
“You are no good”
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