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Kaz: Are you ok...? Y-you seem upset about something...

"oh nothing."

he smiles. You can tell it's forced but it looks real

"so do you wanna go first?"

Kaz: Oh-um...no.

"Ok."

Don starts strumming his guitar

"I don't see you like I should. You look so misunderstood. And I wish I could help. But it's hard when I hate myself. Pray to .... with my arms open. If this is it then I feel hopeless. And I wish I could help. But it's hard when I hate myself..."

he changes the tune but blends it in 

"I just wanna be somebody to someone oh. I never had nobody and no road home I wanna be somebody to someone oh. I wanna be somebody to someone. And if the sun starts setting the sky goes cold. And if the clouds get heavy and start to fall. I really need somebody to call my own. I wanna be somebody to someone. Someone to youuuuuu."

he changes he tunes again but blends it in 

"oooooooooh. Whoahhhhh oh oh oh. All I know all I knowww. Loving you is a losing game."

he ends the song

Kaz: ......

He looks even more troubled by this 

"..."

Don walks off the stage and sits on the floor

Kaz: ...

He quietly picks up his guitar and tunes it. It seems like he's almost...responding to what Don just sang. He starts singing, and it sounds incredibly raw and vulnerable, powerful and broken. 

Kaz:

Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me? Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me? Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me? Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me? Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me? Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me? Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me? Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me? And all the people say "You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline" Oh, oh, oh, oh I think there's a flaw in my code Oh, oh, oh, oh These voices won't leave me alone...Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold. 

Don sits in a ball formation now

Kaz: ...

"Kaz can you tell me why you're so sad? Everytime I come along?"