“Hey, are you there?

Oh, you responded!
Uhhhm… okay.
Wait hold on!
I can do this… I can do this…
Wait where are my lyrics…

Hey, my name is Sebastian,
I don’t think we’ve ever met.
I may be a Grim Reaper,
But don’t you worry, you’re not dead.
I don’t even like this job,
Collecting all those souls.
I would rather sing about,
Starry skies and endless nights,
Crowded streets and people like you.
Your life looks cool, can we be friends?
I need some help with my next song.
Would you let me sing it about you?”