wanna hear how slick i am? i was turning the corner into our parking lot and i DROPPED my cigarette. BAM. on the ground. i basically thought my car was going to explode. it didn't. luckily i pulled over and picked it up.

that was scary.

that's our blood down there
seems poured from the hands of angels
and trickle into the ground
leave the warehouse so bare and empty
and my hearts numbered beats
still echo in this empty room
and the fear wells in me
but nothing seems good enough to defend
so, i'm going away, man i'm going away...

FOUR DAYS.