I am wholockian. I’m a Time Lord, I’m a detective.
I wonder what I’ll be. Will I be rich? Will I be me?
I hear the sounds of laughter, and an empty suit of armor.
I see the nights, the dragons, the quests. The young boy destined to be great.
I want to know, I want to learn. I want Netflix to play episode one.
I am a wholockian. I’m a time lord, I’m a detective.

I pretend I’m mighty, I pretend I’m tough. I pretend I’m with them, not on earth.
I feel like my head is a computer and it’s storing all these shows.
I truly am a wholockian. I’m a Time Lord, I’m a detective.