❝  oh  ,  darlin’  ,  THAT  ONE  ?  that  one  means  i  was  sixteen  n’  thought  i  was  cool.  ❞

@maneatin

❝ Oh the bottle, that you’ve been drinking Well it’s really drowning you And all the people, that you’ve been blaming Well they should be blaming you Oh the time, you say was wasted Well it was wasted all by you And all the love, that walked away Was really left behind by you Down, down so low How deep into the ground can one man dig a hole? Down, down so low Leaving you crying out, have mercy on my soul ❞

Graves has been drinking—drinking enough to be singing freely on the outskirts of town. A dumpster fire is burning bright. It’s the only thing keeping him alive & well. It’s cold out—downright freezing. It’s one of those nights where he’s not sure he’ll make it. He holds his hands close as he can to the flame without burning him and damns the holes in his gloves. He’s too prideful to ask his friends again for a place to stay. He’s been freeloading a lot lately…too much for his own good. The crunch of snow makes him cease his singing and he looks up with tired, tired eyes. Ah, yes, a familiar face. “Wesley, my dear, what are you doing out here? You’ll catch a chill.” 

    “I have to wear this to keep my identity secret y’know it’s not all fun in games wearing this paint, it gets dry and crusty.” Papa ponders before asking a question it was an odd one, “Um… are dead breasts still soft or…?”

There they stand Thumb up for a ride He pulls up just in a nick of time The clouds weep and off they drive

Mitchell King was never again seen alive

He said, "Hey baby doll, why so blue? Did you fall from heaven or are you just a sinner too? " A glance to the side They're looking pretty white

Mitchell King wasn't getting any tonight

𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 don't you dare hesitate Bare your teeth Go on Seal his fate There's a special place here for you by my side But only after the evil men have died

There they sit A pit in their gut Staring down an evil man shit outta luck They draw their knife, make him pull aside

Mitchell King gawked and stared with wide eyes

They said, "I know what you did And I'm nothing like you. Good as a kid but evil got you like the flu. This one's for your wife- May she rest in peace."

They never thought a slash of knife could bring such release

( instrumental + 'ooh'ing )

Me: remembers they are literally a serial killer and cannibal with a highly triggering backstory