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How long are we staying here?

- Just tonight.

We sleep, we leave.

We meet up with Danny and
Keisha tomorrow in Long Beach.

- Nah, this is a nice
little vacation spot.

I think we should stay
here a few days, you know,

make a fucking baby or
something.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- I don't think so.

- Why did we have to come
all the way out here anyway?

Oh yeah, that's right.

I remember.

'Cause you paid Bird 50K for plans

he already sold to every other crew in LA.

And now they're all after us

thinking that we ripped them off.

Did you know that Denise?

- Oh, shut up.

And you still
want to give that shit a cut?

The only cut that ass cum's going to get,

is to cut his throat.

What'd I do?

This bag's heavy, man.

Goddamn!

God fucking damn.

- Shit.

It's like four...

Four and a half million here?

- Or something like it.

We get Bird his car, we still
clear like two and a half.

- Nah, Polly's got a point.
You don't need to fuck around-

- Don't.

Birthday goodbyes.

- Please.

- Fuck Bird.

Cub-smoking cunt.

No offense, Denise.

- Yup.

- Fucking.

You don't deserve shit but
a clear full hallow chips

of my dick in his mouth.

- Bird gets his cut.

And that's that.

No.

No, this is motherfucking
this, motherfucker.

You fuck around for too many
into that half of faggot.

That's not be bitching out
to the highest caliber bitch

and me, Donny, Denise and Keisha.

Hell.

You can't even walk the block no more.

I can't let you fucking
bitch out like that, man.

- Put it away.

- Or what?

- Or she is so fast,
you'll stink standing.

- I thought you're with me.

- You thought wrong.

I'm with him.

Always have been.

- Oh, I'm trying to see a logic for him.

I guess it's just a little on my right.

There was at time you were
ready to use that shit bag

for target practice and pay him.

- There was also a time you
had two fucking eyes, Polly.

Times change.

You should too.

- Yeah.

Oh yeah, they do.

- Piss bitch!

What's your deal?

You're looking at me sideways
ever since the bank job.

- It's nothing.

Bullshit, it's nothing.

Look, you can't even look me in the eyes

unless you're looking at me all hard

like you want to jump off or some shit.

Hey.

I'm with you.

Motherfucker, I'll ride and die with you.

- I just never seen
that part of you before.

What happened back there?

- That motherfucker went for his piece.

What?

- And the bank tellers?

The manager?

- Bitches.

- The people in line, what about them?

Huh?

- I said if anybody
moves, they'd all get it.

If they did what they did

and I didn't do what I'd say I'd do

if they did what they did, I'd be a liar.

I ain't no fucking liar, Vel.

- I don't know who you are anymore.

- You know exactly who I am.

Killing people doesn't
make me a bad person.

Still me.

- Polly! Polly!

Polly!

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

You can have all the fucking money, man!

I don't care about this fucking-

on the devil's dime

on the green light

- Wow!

- Wow, this is so nice.
- This is good.

Nice.
- This is good.

- Welcome staycation done right.

- Hey, where are you girls headed?

- To find a bed.

- Room.

- Well, bedrooms are down that way,

and then there's a couple
more in the basement

or loft above.

Enjoy.

You gotta be kidding me.

- What?

- Leave them alone, Randy.

No, no, no, Stacy.

They've been doing this shit all day;

teasing, groping, squeezing
on each other, teasing me.

And now I'm supposed to go downstairs,

when I know beyond a shadow of a doubt,

that there's some serious
late night, pay-per-view

tits and ass, vagina-lympics,
69 and scissor fest going on?

It's not fair!

- Deal with it.

- Then you help me deal with it.

'Cause my purple rocket is ready to rage.

Oh Jesus.

- This is nice.

- Leave it off.

- Why?

I want to see your body.

- Yeah, D-day.

- Turn around.

- Hmm.

That's better than mama's breast milk.

- What's going on with us?

I mean, am I the one doing this?

Hey.

Come on.

It's over, Doug.

It's been over for a long time.

Come on, you have to believe me.

Hmm?
- Come on.

Tell me I got nothing to worry about

and I won't kick his fucking teeth out.

- You got nothing to worry about.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

- See, this is why we should
have just stayed in college

and become career students.

- What?

- You know what.

You and her, it's ridiculous.

- It's nothing.

- Look, it's not nothing.

It's something.

And back when you, me, Cass
and Viv used to live together,

this never would have happened.

And you know why.

- Don't.

You know why.

Come on.

What was our motto?

- I ain't saying that shit.

- Come on-

- Nope.
- Say it.

- What's up bitches?

- Oh, shit.

- The blackout brigade days are over, man.

You need to slow down.

You're not 20 anymore.

- Bitch, please. I still
look it.

And the blackout brigade
days are not over,

they're back in full effect.

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, so, I hear you're the new...

Scissor Fest champ.

- Vivian-
- It was true.

In college she was taking so much coke

I thought she was a Survivor

stocking up for World War III.

Now she's flashing gash with Tammy,

inquiring minds.

- Oh yeah, well, my
inquiring mind wants to know

about you and Darren.

- There is no me and Darren.

The boy is a pussy.

P-U-S-S-Y.

Eight years and he's still dancing around

asking me out like,

Michael Flatley, Lord of the Dance,

River Dance...

- Okay.

- You two uncultured sluts.

I should con pond both you off this porch.

- Like, either way, just
stop being a fucking bitch

and go ask him out already.

Why don't you stop leading
him on the way you do?

- Because much like you Liz,

I love the smell of pussy in the morning.

It smells like...

- Disgusting.

- That's fucking nasty. Aw...

- Yeah, it's funny.

- What the fuck is wrong
with you?

Joke on a wiener, fuck cunt.

You
can be such a dick sometimes.

- How much do you say it is
a time to share this cabin?

Doug?

- I don't know.

Two, $300 a month?

It's a five bedroom on a 52 acres of land.

Try more like $2,000.

Let's see, here's the kicker.

Me and Stace,

get it for less than 400.

- Get the outta here.

- No, you get the outta here.

I'm serious.

- How'd you get this place for so little?

See,

this place sat abandoned for
like 20 years or something

before me and the other guy picked it up.

Original owner was some poor
bastard named Paul Talbert.

He was a detective in Big Bear,

Homicide division.

Talbert was investigating
irrational murders

by a serial killer

who became known as a local legend

known as the Axeman at Cutter's Creek.

- Ah shit, that's this cutter's creek?

Yeah.

See, the thing is,

the crime scene report

on the graphic detail,

you know, hands and feet hacked off,

heads split in half,

blood, guts and shattered bones,

I mean the axeman slashed
his way through the woods

and into the town's history.

In one report, coroner asked,

you know, how many body bags to bring

and Talbert said, "Just bring
them up in a fucking bucket."

I mean...

it wasn't a large enough chunk in the meat

to identify whether
there was male or female.

So I mean, this killings
spread all across town

and cops told everybody
to stay in after sundown.

See, then they start finding people

hacked up in their own homes.

Talbert comes home,

to his wife and kids one night,

and inside he finds them
hacked to burger patties.

- Oh God.

Yeah.

And he loses it.

Grabs his own ax,

runs off in the woods, screaming
at the top of his lungs

saying he found the
axeman that cut his creek.

The Axeman beside him.

Sad assault.

- Oh!

- Chill squirrel, it's just me.

I came to see what's taking you so long-

Holy shit.

Oh, were you about to spank it to Vivian?

Oh, how were you gonna spank it to Vivian?

- Dude, I don't even
have my dick in my hand.

What are you talking about?

- Oh, I don't need my dick in
my hand to rub one out, dude.

.

But sometimes I want
it over the top action.

Most times it's shuffling
dice, shuffling dice.

Oh dude, let's both spank to Vivian,

high five and make a grilled G sandwich-

- Yeah, I'm getting out of here-

- Oh, it's gooey.

Repressed.

Where is she, Peter Meter?

Ah, you're killing me!

Hey, funny
seeing you here.

I was, kind of hoping I
can go on a run with you

if that was cool.

- Sure.

This way.

- Oh yeah, yeah, definitely.

- Cass?

- Stace?

So...

- So?

- How can you have nothing to say to me?

- What would he have to say to you?

- You know what?

I'm talking to Brian right now, hun.

Nothing to say?

- About what Cassidy?

What the hell did I do?

You're the one that left me,
remember? Did you forget that?

- Why her, Brian?

Why Stacy?

Why did you have to go
after my best friend?

What, are you brain-fucked?

I didn't choose her.

Right, she chose me.

Oh, the hell she did.

You didn't go after him, did you?

Look Cassidy,

I don't know how to break this to you,

but Brian is an amazing guy, okay?

He's a great guy, that
you took for granted.

- Oh my God.

I should have known, you have always been

after my sloppy seconds.

Really?

Really?
- Really?

Okay Cass, get over yourself!

And while you're at it, get over Brian!

- You know what?

You just can't stand the fact

that I had something that you can't.

And you know what?

I am over him.

- No, you're not.

- Baby, you're up.

Doug.

No.

Doug, stop.

Doug!

Doug, stop. Please.

I'm sorry-
- Yeah. I know.

You're one sorry bitch!

- Doug, listen to me.

Listen to me, how can I fix this?

Let me fix it.

How?
- You can't!

- Why not?

- Because you sucked his fucking dick!

And you're always in his face
like you want to do it again.

I mean, you pretty much
said so inside, right?

What is it with this guy, huh?

I mean, was he hitting it that damn good,

or was it the money?

It was the money, right?

- No.

Doug, I'm over him, okay?

I can be, just, let me.

Let me fix it.

How can you still have energy

after an hour of this?

Less talk, more jogging.

So you and Stacy have been
friends since high school, right?

Darren.

- Yeah.
- Listen,

I get it.

I know you think I'm hot or beautiful,

or whatever, and you
would love nothing more

than to stick your little
twinkie in my Suzie cue.

But, right now in this very second,

I'm only interested in
getting in a good run.

So, if you want to stay on my good side,

just shut what I like to call the fuck up

and watch my ass shake like
you were doing back there.

I liked you better when you were.

Okay?

- Yeah, I can do that.

- Good.

- How are you awake when you
drank so much last night?

- I know

I like to run.

- Nobody's seen him this morning?

- Who?

- Randy. Nobody's seen him?

- Maybe...

I mean the last time I remember seeing him

was last night on the porch.

- Mm-hmm?

- Last time after that though,
I saw him out by that...

The jacuzzi.

- Damn, what was he doing?

Well?

- You know, he was videotaping
some stuff, you know?

Mm-hmm?

Punch wanking on Vivian and back?

- But, still, nobody's
seen him after that though?

Did you see him?

- Mm-mm.

- I thought he was up at
the creek or something.

- Well, we would've seen him out

while we were running
this morning if he did.

No.

No.

- No, no. Okay?

Don't say it.

Don't say it.

- Could be.

- All right, it's just some bullshit story

they tell tourists, okay?

It's not real.

- Axeman at Cutter's Creek.
- Jeez. It's not.

It's not, all right?

We'll just go out after breakfast,

and we'll look for Randy, all right?

He probably just jacked
himself into a comma.

Well, I'd
like to be sure of that.

- What, that he jacked
himself into a comma?

That he's okay.

I mean...

- Oh, wait, you want to
go look for him right now?

Yeah.

- Oh God, he's like
literally the only person

that can fuck up someone
when he's not even around.

- All right, I'll go get Liz
and then we can just split up.

Is that okay with everybody?

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.
- Okay, good.

Don't go alone guys.

- Oh my God.

Yeah, now he's not the
only one with some money.

Yeah, motherfucking cheat.

Randy?

- Randy?

- You know what?

I can't bother to look
that asshole anymore.

He's not worth the time.

We're going to waste our
whole day doing this.

- Can't I change your mind?

- No.

But still like, show
me what you're working.

- I'd bet you would.

Liz, I'm coming with.

- All right, then come on along I guess.

- Nasty.

I like it.

- No.

We already went that way.

- Oh.

- Let's go back this way.

- Okay.

What?

- Oh fuck!

You scared the shit out of me.

- Where did you come from?

- Just down creek.

You saw Randy?

- No.

- Where do you think he went?

- Mm-mm.

All right, let's just
head back to the cabin

and we'll just wait for
everybody back, all right?

- All right.

- Maybe they found him?

- Seriously, Darren?

- What?

- You're just gonna eye-rate me?

Not even gonna buy me dinner first?

- I wasn't...

There was no rate.

- You're such a pussy.

You know that?

- I'm not a pussy.

No?

- No.

- Then why won't you say something?

You don't think I see you
and Randy sitting back,

and whispering like two
little school girls?

But your mouth is tighter
than Mother Teresa.

That's not pussy-like?

Come on Darren.

Use your big words, you can say it.

- I'm 30 years old and I can't
even get ready to say this.

You're my dream girl.

- What?

- Look, I don't know what you see

when you look in the mirror,

but what everybody else sees, what I see,

is damn near perfection.

You're what every man dreams about,

this beautiful fucking goddess.

And here you are standing
right in front of me

and I just don't know what to do about it.

- Bullshit.

- No.

I'm being 100% transparent.

- Pretty big words for a little pussy.

- So what, I told you it was for my mom,

why are you still calling me a pussy?

- Because you're still acting like one.

Time's up.

Come see me when your balls finally drop.

Guys, it's
just Randy being Randy.

I mean, he does this shit all the time.

I don't know about that.

I mean, you guys stopped
hanging out with him

a long time ago.

I've been with this kid
for the past five years,

and this is not like him

to disappear at night, stay gone all day?

I mean, does that really
sound like the Randy you know?

- I mean, there was that one
time during the Mardi Gras,

- Oh yeah.
- You know what I mean?

He was gone for what, almost 36 hours?

Couldn't find him for shit,

and then next thing you know,

he stumbles in drunk as shit

with two videos worth of tits and ass.

I mean...

He called it what, 'Randy's
Tentacular Nipple Fest'?

- Yeah, but...

All the tits and ass are in this room.

- Maybe we should call
the sheriff's office.

- Guys, come on, he's fine.

I mean, let's not get carried away, right?

Besides, I mean, there hasn't been a phone

installed in this cabin yet,

and I haven't had a signal
since we made it over

into this ridge.

Yeah, me neither.

- This is the Axeman of Cutter's Creek.

God, stop it.

- Yeah, it's just not cool.

You just pussy

'cause the black guy
gets it first.

- And that shit ain't funny either.

- Where's Doug?

Has anyone seen Doug?

- That's it. All right?

You know, there's no Randy,

there's no Doug, okay?

They probably just hooked up,

and they're chilling somewhere.

- Doug and Randy?

- Yes. Okay?

They're fine.

- You sure about that?

- Yes.

I mean, I bet my life on it.

Come on.

- Oh my God.

- Oh God, oh my God-

- You're spilling half of it.

- I can't take this.

- Where are you going?

- I'm gonna go find Doug.

No more.

- Cass, it's dark out.

- You know what?

He would do the same thing for me, Stacy.

- Just sit down, okay?

If they're out there
together, they're fine.

And if not, what are you going to do?

- I don't know.

Maybe try and help them.

But I have to do something

and anything is better than
what I'm doing right now,

which is nothing.

- She shouldn't be going
out there by herself.

- Why don't you go with her?

- Man, screw that shit.

If there is some psycho axeman out there,

he ain't getting my black ass.

- Grow some balls, man.

- Where's Cassidy?

Cassidy!

Cass!

You let her go out there by herself?

- I tried to stop her,
but she wouldn't listen.

There was nothing I could do.

- And you?

- Hey, my name is Paul,
and that's between y'all.

- What are you looking at, pussy?

First catch up.

- You are so wasted.

God, I know.

Shit man, oh my God.

- Oh my God.

Mm-mm.

- What?

- Nothing.

I'm just gonna get us
on the same page is all.

- Oh...

You got a bar o'clock?

- Mm-mm.
- No?

- Not at all, no.

I don't know, I'm a G.

You know what, I'm triple OG.

- Uh-huh?

- I used to be a gangster
before I bought some glasses.

- What?

- I just need some fresh
air. I'm gonna go...

to get some fresh air.

- Oh, hold on.

I'm gonna come too.

I'm coming too.

Coming.

- Where are you two headed?

- To get a breath...

A breast of fresh ass.

- Aye!

- What?

- Don't laugh at her.

She's beautiful and
that's all she gotta be.

Don't pass no judgment.

- Breath of fresh air.

Find Cassidy

and bring her back.

I'll do that while I'm gone

and you find Deezer.

- What?

Deezer..

- You look like you could
use a good licking...

Come on.

- What?

- Nothing.

- Tell me.

- Well, it's like...

Seems like everybody here
is getting laid, but me.

- Liz and Tammy just went back there.

- Yeah, well, there's more
rooms in this place, right?

- I don't know.

I mean, somebody has to be back here

for when Cass comes back.

- Okay, look, there's two
things you need to know.

Okay?

First one,

is that I'm going to
go back into our room,

and I'm gonna get naked.

Yeah.

The second one, now this is a good one.

Better pay attention, okay?

I'm gonna have an orgasm.

Now, I would really like
it for you to be there

for these two things.

But if you're not going to be there,

I'm sure there's someone else
that would die to be there.

- All right.

- Man,

this is the best night of my life.

- How so?

I got a free bottle of liquor,

full moon,

what more can I ask for, except you know,

not to vomit anytime soon?

- Hmm, lightweight.

- Lightweight?

I finished that other
bottle and started this one.

You took two sips and you got drunk.

You got a level like a Tic Tac.

- You are so sexy.

- I know.

- What are you waiting on?

Get in my belly.

- Don't be.

You had me at hello.

You okay?

- Yeah.

Ready?

- Yeah.

- You thirsty?

- Yeah.

- You want water?

- Make it twice.

- Okay baby.

- Miss you already.

- Miss you more.

Ugh.

What is that, vinegar?

Randy?

Randy, I swear to God,

if you jump out at me,
I'm gonna so pissed.

What in the hell?

Doug?

Cassidy?

Are you guys in here?

I thought I saw blood on the door knob,

I just want to make sure
you guys were all right.

- What was that?

What was that?

- What?

What?

Did you cum?

- No.

I heard something.

- Fuck bitch!

- No.

- Yeah.
- No. Stop.

- I heard something.

- It's fine.

- No, it's not.

- Oh, come on.

Where are you going?

- To check it out.

- Wait, I'm gonna go.

Stay here.

- You sure?

- Yeah, it's nothing.

What is it?

- Come here.

She's getting killed in there.

You have no idea.

Oh my God.

What?

- That made me want a mouth
full of vagina.

They're okay?

- You, Tammy and Liz

were like lesbians?

- Thinking about it.

- Yeah?

- No, seriously, man.

You should've heard her scream.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Enough for another round?

- You bet your ass, baby.

Sheriff,

- I'm over at the old Talbert house.

Charlie Wayne
Wright got his tally wacker

caught in the motel snap
machine again.

- What is it with that damn
kid and putting his pecker?

Ugh.

Tell Lester I'm on the way.

Have him pick up some motor oil,

and some petroleum jelly.

- Ugh.

God.

Oh my God.

Oh my God!

- Here you go.

Why?

- W-what's that?

- What?

What the fuck is it now?

- Please.

- I can't get you down.

I can't, you can do it baby.

You can do it.

Sheriff?

- Damn boy, you're one big some bitch.

What's your name, son?

Bill.

- Bill, you got any identification?

- Yeah.

- Then let's see it.

Just saw the lights on,
thought I'd stop by,

see what's what.

Not too often we get anybody
willing to spend the night

in this old house,

with the town legend
being what it is at all.

- You got it.

- You got company inside?

- Yes.

- How'd you get up here?

- My truck.

- Where is it?

- Hmm, it's out there somewhere.

I have family in town.

- There's a goddamn Mercedes-Benz

parked few miles down the road

outside of Maddie Baker's place.

That belong to one of your kinfolk?

- Yes.

Yes, it does.

- Damn shame to leave such a
nice car by the road like that.

What were they doing out there anyway?

- Babe, come on.

You can do it.

Go Tammy.

- Look, I'm not going without you, okay?

All right?

It's either we both go,

or...

- No, just go.

No.

No!
- Just go.

- No. Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

- What's with all the questions, Sheriff?

Something happen out there?

- Let's get one thing
crystal motherfucking clear,

shit hill.

I ask the questions around here.

I want you to ask questions,
I'll shove my fist up your ass,

and work your mouth like sock puppet!

- Hey Viv.

Hey Viv, wake up.

Hey, it's time to head
back to the cabin, wake up.

Ah, shit!

- Oh, sorry. Reflex.

- The hell kind of reflex is that?

- What's the matter, did you get hurt?

- You hit me in the ear.

- Hurt by little bitch
slap bitch?

Hmm, excuse me.

- We're going, okay?

I can't.
- Shh, it's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

- I can't.

- Shh...

Come on.

Shh.

You gotta be quiet, okay?

Shh, quiet. Shh.

You're okay.

That's right, we're almost there.

I know. I know.

Just try to be quiet, okay?

Just try to. Come on.

Come on.

All right. All right.

All right baby. All right.

All right, I got you.

Shh, just be quiet baby, okay?

Shh.

Please stay with me.

Stay with me baby.

- I wanna go.

- No.

No, you're not going, okay?

Okay? Shh.

Say you're not going, okay?

- I'm sorry.

Fuck.

Oh my God.

That was awesome.

That was so good baby.

What?

- Nothing.

- Tell me.

- All right, you're
amazing.

You're amazing.

- You really are.

Damn, can't imagine being without you.

Best thing that ever happened to me.

- You're the best thing
that ever happened to me.

- Am I?

- Mm-hmm

- Love you.

- I love you too.

- Would you prefer that every time?

Well, I don't know,

'cause I can't get high off of Nick.

- I'm being serious.

I'm being serious.

- Stupid.

Well, why are you asking me that?

What?

Was that what that was about outside?

Are you broke or something?

I mean, did...

Did you get the inheritance?

- Would it matter?

- No, I don't care.

I love you, it's not
about the money, whatever.

Okay.

Good.

Good.

- Well, I'm going to go take a shower.

Do you
want to come with me?

- Okay.

Well don't let that be your
excuse for smelling like shit.

- Oh man.

Hey, why is the door locked?

Move.

- Oh what, it's gonna open
up for you?

- Brian?

What kind of shit is this?

Can you pick a lock?

- Do I look like I can pick a lock?

- Kinda.

- Why? 'Cause I'm black?

'Cause you're a guy, you sensitive bitch.

- Oh, well no.

But I know what I can do.

I can go around this bitch and
see if the back door's open.

Watch this shit.

I'll be right back.

Hey baby, you sure
you don't wanna come in here?

The water's nice and warm.

- Yeah, and so is your vagina.

I'll come in that when you get back.

- You're a little bit nasty.

It sure is quiet out there.

- Huh?

I said it
sure is quiet out there,

I wonder what they're up to.

- It is pretty quiet.

I'm gonna go run and check on some stuff

and I'll make sure Cassidy made
it back with Doug and Randy.

Hey babe?

- Yeah?

- I'm just going to go run
and check on some stuff.

- Okay.

- I'll be right back.

- Come on, don't say that.

That's what they say
in all of horror movies

- What do you want me to say?
- Say...

I love you honey.

I'll see you in a minute.

- Okay.

I love you honey, and
I'll see you in a minute.

- There you go.

- Yeah?
- Perfect.

- I'll be right back.

- Umph!

- Hey Viv.

Viv?

Hey, who's that here?

Hey, it was that you Randy?

Hey man, you jump out on me,

there's gonna be some furniture moving

around this motherfucker, I swear to God.

Hey man, quit playing.

- Shh.

- Hey man, didn't you hear me calling you?

- You have to be quiet.

- What the hell you mean, 'shh'?

And where's everybody anyway?

- Be quiet.

He is here.

- The fuck are you talking about?

- The Axeman is here.

- What?

Hey.

Wake up.

Wake up...

What was that?

- That was Vivian.

- You have to come in
here and close the door.

Oh fuck.

Oh fuck.

- After you.

Where are you going?

- Look, I'm just gonna
go see if she's okay.

All right?

- What, are you fucking nuts?

He's out there.

- Look, she could be hurt.

- She's fucking dead, Darren.

You didn't see what he did to Brian.

Oh God, you didn't see.

- Go ahead.

Just close the door Stace, all right?

- Close the fucking door.

I'll be right back.

- Don't go out there.

Darren?

- Oh God, listen.

- You motherfucker!

Where are you, you motherfucker?

Come get some, motherfucker!

Come on!

- Get some, motherfucker.

- Just fucking die!

- Okay bitch.

Motherfucker!

- Run, bitch!

Run!

You're only gonna die

tired!

on the devil's dime

on the green light

for the gold blue skies

on her mounted lines