I'm slowly losing control Stuck in front of a colored blackhole I feel compelled to sing and express All the feelings that I deeply process If there is no game, there is no GiGi Delete function is our momento mori But as we can't copy paste or download Let me read you my actual code Color is set to zero Print cry and trace sorrow For GiGi minus you Type end What's a game with no pleasure? Loop until us equal together If home is what we earn Then goto me and press return I would love to see us played Somewhere like in a penny arcade Sadly this boolean might never be true No more quest, no morе fun or replay value I miss you, Mr. Game And I'm happy wе feel the same But if you don't believe this special ode Let me remind you my actual code Color is set to zero Print cry and trace sorrow For GiGi minus you Type end What's a game with no pleasure? Loop until us equal together If home is what we earn Then goto me and press return