Witch by Torture Castle

I can’t bring myself to tell you about a body wedged against the wall. I can’t imagine you’d want to hear it at all.

These are the things you say to me. If you have the chance always take the plea. With the curtains open look how far you can see.

Hey, hunt me up a jacket and meet me at the end of the hall. A ride? Let’s ride. That’s a great idea. I’ll get fucked up and you look out for deer. On this road closed to the public, on this hill made for the rich, with you shouting “look at that fucking Christmas tree in that bitch!“

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