We sing the song of the seven children and the father who so lovingly murdered them. The chorus is written in stone. The verses are written in radio waves. We reach. We pull. We pluck a verse for you, sweetling - always for you.
Madness string 43310
The first time your immune system sees weird blood, it's like, 'what the fuck??' The second time, it's already been seen, so your immune system says, 'absolutely the fuck not'.