I was enjoying Pluribus until it became clear that the direction it was taking was "white woman must lecture third world people on the virtues of western individualism"
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered alive
I'm just a cross-hair
I'm just a shot, then we can die
Don't move, time is slow
I say: take me out!
I want YOU
To take me out!! (Press the neural block)