Warning! Look at your watch, your beliefs are going out of fashion… It’s time to change your habits, erase your past, and don’t forget to stab all your friends in the back. Now you think you’re fucking perfect, but the ghost of the one I used to know, whispers to my ear another truth: you’re not alive, you’re just dead meat needing brand new air, just a walking corpse. I thought that friendship was something more than a way to reach up your objectives.