MotherF. Those alarms have our hearts pumping like there’s no tomorrow and our blood is flowing with the force of a Niagra fall. (Just one, since we’re being realistic here.) At one point a soft, serene melody beckons us back down to reality, but it doesn’t last long. The alarms are back, along with that adrenaline and increased blood pressure. Rage, motherfucker.
Not sure if that ^ sounds painful or not, but we think it’s FUCKING AWESOME. Interpret as you must.