Kill a few,
kill a dozen
Kill the night eyes kin
Well he's rappin on the pane of the window again
He's got a blade for a tongue
and snakes for eyes
and his hands on the handles of a hundred knives
And if they don't fall down
you can watch them run
with two bullets in your pocket
and a rusty gun
We're goin' three by three to the mountain top
to throw that son of a bitch
right off the highest drop

~ I want you to by Black Light Burns

I couldn’t go in Wednesday. I had the inauguvirus