don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
Oh hell fucking no. Two nights ago it was a window. Now he’s got an emotionally reactive friend and is sprouting wings.
I watch everything. I hear everything. And there’s a reason there’s a big ‘ol cymbal hanging from the ceiling. I don’t see the first strike, or even the second, but the minute men are up and advancing, I leap up on the bar and grab the mallet that I keep up on the beams for this occasion. Swinging it towards the golden disc, it lets out a deep, rattling bonggggggg that one might thing is better equipped for winning a prize - but it does the trick just fine.
The men turn and look up. I point to the door with mallet in hand. “Go fucking fight SOMEWHERE ELSE,” I yell at them, eyes ablaze as they rake across my regulars and end with the two Grounders. Remi knows that look.
Get. Out.
I watch everything. I hear everything. And there’s a reason there’s a big ‘ol cymbal hanging from the ceiling. I don’t see the first strike, or even the second, but the minute men are up and advancing, I leap up on the bar and grab the mallet that I keep up on the beams for this occasion. Swinging it towards the golden disc, it lets out a deep, rattling bonggggggg that one might thing is better equipped for winning a prize - but it does the trick just fine.
The men turn and look up. I point to the door with mallet in hand. “Go fucking fight SOMEWHERE ELSE,” I yell at them, eyes ablaze as they rake across my regulars and end with the two Grounders. Remi knows that look.
Get. Out.
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
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