GW's Midnight Laity
With Blood Comes Cleansing
Its 4am, our night has just begun Might as well go eat, eat at GW's We pull up to the front, walk up to the door, pushes open easily Woody's here again The smell of smoke and grease say hello, soon we shall consume Time after time these late nights, these early mornings never grow old Burgers, pancakes, omelets, chicken tenders, how glorious