texts: Then shoot 'em. Shoot 'em in the face. And feed that boy to the dogs. </s> <s> I can't believe what you're tellin' me. </s> <s> I ain't tellin' ya nothin'. I'm just sayin' what I'd do. </s> <s> You'd really do that? </s> <s> He don't got no right to live.
labels: Look, Elvis, he is hauntin' me. He doesn't deserve to live. And I do want to kill him. But I don't wanna go to jail for the rest of my life.