Yeah, yeah, what'd you want? Be cool, George, feathers or fur? Sharp teeth or feet with claws? Whatever's preferred?

Though Grant you all last request to steady your nerves, then podcast the body parts, get severed and soaked

Bring your weak shit where the wolf and now la, that ain't just a mistake that's an awful howler

Both of them are known to pull up at your shows, have the crowd witness in the murder like they're rolling with a gang of crows, fuck this censorship

Let them see the whole thing, they stay dressed to kill, never sheep clothing, dark enough to turn the sun to the moon

You'll see nothing, all your hairs are half a puffin' of, expect killings, red spilling and flesh ripping, impressive in it

The death bring in its head spinning, just kidding every word in its songs about two grown men

Rest up as a bird and a dog

It's the last one of the year, it's the last one of the year

We'll for now, we'll for now, we hope you've enjoyed the year with the wolf and ow

I love wolves, I love your singing vibes, I love it

You're so cute, you're a delicate little flower

Can I say something, I've got a little treat for you, so I had to post up a promo video for the Near the Eve party

I'm sorry, I just watched it

It's a little clip of me being part of your own

Anyway, let me...

I don't understand about Instagram, my Instagram has got an STI base, it's riddled

So as soon as I post, let me read you the comments I've got on this post

Waking up every day to see my withdrawal successfully in notifications on my mail is suggesting I've ever wishful myself

If I'd seen Linda Long and go, I'd be a millionaire now

My anger's already boiling

And then it's this one, I've got an offer you can't refuse, can you tell me about it?

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