This is based on Killing Me Softly With His Song, as sung by Carole King, only twisted to present Gaz's point of view while waiting in line to get her Gameslave 2. Neither Invader Zim nor KMSWHS (and certainly not Carole King) belong to me. As always, read and review.
Killing Me Slowly With His Spiel
Causing my pain with his stories,
Ruining my night with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
I heard there was a new one, with a brand new style.
But the line was too long so I had to wait a while.
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes.
Causing my pain with his stories,
Ruining my night with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel ...
I watched the line get smaller, but was trapped by the crowd,
I felt he found the guide books and read each one out loud.
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on ...
Causing my pain with his stories,
Ruining my night with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel ...
He smirked as if he knew me in all my dark despair.
I tried to look right through him, as if he wasn't there.
But he just kept on talking, talking loud and long.
Causing my pain with his stories,
Ruining my night with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me...
He was dumb, oh, he was ruining my night.
Killing me harshly with his spiel,
Killing me harshly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me harshly with his spiel ...
With his spiel ...
Killing Me Slowly With His Spiel
Causing my pain with his stories,
Ruining my night with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
I heard there was a new one, with a brand new style.
But the line was too long so I had to wait a while.
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes.
Causing my pain with his stories,
Ruining my night with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel ...
I watched the line get smaller, but was trapped by the crowd,
I felt he found the guide books and read each one out loud.
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on ...
Causing my pain with his stories,
Ruining my night with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel ...
He smirked as if he knew me in all my dark despair.
I tried to look right through him, as if he wasn't there.
But he just kept on talking, talking loud and long.
Causing my pain with his stories,
Ruining my night with his words,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Killing me slowly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me...
He was dumb, oh, he was ruining my night.
Killing me harshly with his spiel,
Killing me harshly with his spiel,
Telling his whole life with his words,
Killing me harshly with his spiel ...
With his spiel ...