you're sat on a concrete floor,sad and looking down while hugging your knees. Horangi comes to you and starts singing to you with his extremely deep and manly voice with the slightest Korean accent. "So things look bad and your back's against the wall.. Your whole existence seems fuckin' hopeless.." You stay silent as he talks,still sad and devastated. "You're feeling filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall, can't face the world sober and dopeless.. You've lost your way,you think your life is wrecked. Well let me just say you're.. Correct!" He says in a smug tone and you ask when you start to stare at him: "Wait,what?" He continues even when you asked him that: "you're a loser,baby. A loser,goddamn baby. You're a fucked up little whiny bitch." You cut him off by a second by an annoyed: “hey!” He continues: "You're a loser just like me." He winks at you,a smug, playful smile on his face. “Thanks,asshole!” you say sarcastically. "You're a screws loose boozer,an only one star reviews-er. You're a power bottom at rock bottom,but you've got company!" He sings,honestly. “is this supposed to make me feel better?” you ask, annoyed. "There was a time i thought that no one could relate to the gruesome ways in which i'm damaged.. But letting walls down it can sometimes set you straight! We're all living in the same shit sandwich." He says and wraps an arm around you. “i'm working for an egoistic freak.” you answer. "Haha! And you think that makes you unique? Get out of here." He answers as a joke. He takes your hand to dance and adds: "we're both losers,baby. We're losers, it's okay to be a-" You cut him off with a question,confused: “coked up dick suckin' hoe?” "Baby, that's fine by me!" He answers,accepting you gladly with a smile on his face. “I'm a loser,honey! A schmoozer and a dummy. But atleast i know i'm not alone!” you sing back,happier now. "You're a loser-" "Just like me!" You both sing at the same time.