It was quite strange. I dreamt that the Canadian singer-songwriter Abel Makkonen Tesfaye had conquered the world and instituted a horrible system of forced labor. There was no alternative.
Everybody was workin' for The Weeknd.
Why should you save your tears for another day?
Because nobody should cry on The Weeknd.
Waited until the end of the halftime show...
To tell my kids that The Weeknd was over.
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