Yo, what do you want, beak or jaws, feathers or fur, sharp teeth or feet with claws,

whatever's preferred, they'll grant you all last request to steady your nerves, then podcast

the body parts get severed and served. Bring your weak shit, where the wall for 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 witnessing a murder like they rolled in with a gang of crows. Fuck their censorship. Let them see the whole thing. They stay dressed to kill. Never sheep's clothing. Dark enough to turn the sun to the moon. You'll see nothing. All your hear's a huffer puff and the... Expect killings, red spilling and flesh ripping.

Impressive in it.

The death bringing its head spinning.

Just kidding.

Every word in his song's about two grown men

dressed up as a bird and a dog.

Welcome once again to the wolf for now.

And...

Wow.

Well, I'm just going to...

After our conversation last week, I, uh,

yeah.

Spoke to my internet provider.

Yeah.

You're going to drop a minute now?

You think you're going to, are you going to say it is yet?

Well, it's Scott.

It's, it's Sky.

Okay. Okay.

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