Around and around their lossssssserrnesssss sssssssssswirls. Like a coiled viper. Sssssssssilly.
We ssssssssssee. We all ssssssssseeeeeee. The Dessssssssssert isssssss sssso misssssserably lonely.
Fangs for the memoriessssss and your hypocracy losssssersssss. That is sssssure going to bite you punkssss.
Ssssssssombody isssssssss ssssure putting the bite on their failed livesssssssssss. Very sssssssssssoon.
Fangs for the memoriessssssss. Sssssso sssssspot on. I'm going to crawl under thissssss ssssshack and ssssee if I can bite that fattesssssst of ratssss that alwayssss ssssssmellsssss of cheap moldy ssssswag.