| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 100% | Tonight I'm standing on Highway 666, running through towns like Fortes, Shiprock, Sheep Springs, and ending in Gallup, New Mexico. To some, a beautiful street to the American landscape, but to Mickey and Mallory Knox, who are still at large. It is literally a candy lane of murder and rape. | ▶️ |
| 100% | Signs of the apocalypse Beware flaming skies above Cracking ground soon all is lost That's what I like, creator of KO | ▶️ |
| 100% | Then it goes a little something like this. | ▶️ |
| 100% | You saw traffic appeared to fl guess There was a time and half and brief Can see the cop with your eyes Take like a Transformers Yea | ▶️ |
| 100% | compromise is like a halfway solution. | ▶️ |
| 100% | Signs of fear park your lips The open skies are all Cracking clouds who now is lost That's what I like, creator of K.O. | ▶️ |
| 100% | I'm dreaming of a wise Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the trees are spittin' and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow | ▶️ |
| 100% | And I like small boys | ▶️ |
| 100% | Oblivion is not such a bad place. It's kind of like a club man. | ▶️ |
| 100% | I'd like to return to the classics. | ▶️ |
