Onde Luke é um psicopata que vê Michael como seu novo brinquedo.
na última vez q tomei parecia q meu braço tava escorrendo mano eu ficava passando a mao nele q nem uma retardada tentando "subir a pele"
do you remember the taste of my lips that night I stole a bit of my mother's perfume?
they would yell, they would scream, they were fighting it out. she would hope, she would pray, she was waiting it out. holding onto a dream while she watches these walls fall down