Hi.
Scars, in you, son.
You [bad word] it off.
Except that you don't.

Better, it surely.
It don't fall out.
Said.
I live low.
I lisp, i die.
Sugar shooting.
Bled with deadbeats.
Only crawl.
So your sad eyes.
Quite christian.
Blood.

Drop it, it's dead.
We drop it.
And took the body home.
Sad eyes.

Scars, i'm chopping dagger.
See you'll never walk.
Only stagger.
Sad eyes.
Quite christian.
Blood.