So there's this guy who gets a note saying he's got 100 days until zero. Cool, except there's an unkillable parrot delivering the countdown. He tries everything—drowning it, burning it, literally leaving it on a mountain—but the bird keeps showing up like a bad ex. Meanwhile, reality starts glitching out. First it's just weird, then the world's turning into a sketch, and by day 21 he's negotiating with a parrot in an airplane bathroom. The craziest part? The countdown wasn't what he thought. At zero, everything he's been running from finally catches up—and it's not what kills you, it's what you needed all along. Sometimes the universe sends you a messenger. Sometimes that messenger is an annoying bird that won't take no for an answer. Tick tick, parrot on my shoulder speaking fate Hundred days to zero, can't negotiate Tesla couldn't spark his way outta this design Da Vinci drew the future, but he couldn't draw mine This gift came with feathers and a curse Note said "when it hits zero, you riding in a hearse" Ninety-seven, ninety-six, the bird won't shut its beak Tried to end it quick but the thing respawned in a week Drowned it, burned it, left it on a mountain peak Death's a boomerang parrot, playing hide and seek Reality's degrading like a Polaroid in reverse Each number that it drops, man, the universe gets worse Forty-seven, forty-six, I'm losing my mind Parrot in the airplane bathroom, how'd you find Me at thirty thousand feet, locked inside a vault? This cosmic joke's got punchlines that ain't my fault Asked it "count UP!" - bird laughed in my face Mortality's a parrot you can't escape or erase Twenty-one, twenty, nineteen, world's turning to sketch Everything I ever loved is one number from wrecked Ten... nine... eight... I stopped running Seven... six... five... heart's done drumming Four... three... I sit down, light a smoke Two... acceptance hits different than the joke One... close my eyes, this is how it ends Zero... Wait—I'm breathing, world's rebuilding from the bird Abstract to real, most beautiful thing I ever heard It wasn't counting down to death, it was counting down to this The moment that I'd finally believe I deserve to exist Parrot says "one hundred" - we reset, we begin The countdown wasn't punishment, it was letting love in Tesla found the current, Da Vinci found the art I found that zero's just the place where healing starts CREDITS Concept & Direction: Maria Tukhas Music: Suno AI Lyrics: Claude AI Video Generation: Kling AI Image Generation: Midjourney