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