Albert was on a call with you (he was your roommate) and you were sitting on your bed I could tell a sick joke... twinkle twinkle little star alcoholics don't get far unless they drink and drive so I'm going for a ride and I hope I crash and die tonight...you said and Albert stops everything and stares at you threw the cam I'm coming home and iim cuddling you all fuckin night don't you dare move a damn inch...he hangs up and soon you see him bust into your room