We walked on gla** all day long, with eyes rolled back it came with smiles, it came with gestures, and it came with motives. Investing flowers in one hand and a blade in the other This is between me and this blade, and my heart. Distributing rusty knives in these countless attractive letters with a directional diagram of a guilty heart. "Insert Knife Here" Lack of thought on this subject has attested catastrophic Come one, come all, introduce knife to heart. With our eyes rolled back.