Breakfast. Ugh. Don't need breakfast. Don't have breakfast. No breakfast. Paracetomol. Yeah yeah! Caffeine! Yeah yeah! Have that.
Slept three hours, good. Hones the edge. Get too tired the edge gets dull. Slow reaction pattern. Caffeine helps. Sharpens the mind like a razor.
Don't feel hunger. Paracetomol helps too. Not too much. Don't want to get too slow. Gotta work today. Yeah. Turn on the machines. Electronic rhythm dispenser. Omf pzh omf pzh. Yeah, that's the fucking edge man.
None of that crash-bang-cymbals-flying-tom-tom-bongo-crap. That scene is for fucking hippies man. Fuck it.
Omf pzh omf pzh! That's the real deal. Four four. Four four.
Cos these tracks are for people who carry knives you see.
People with knives.
