Testo What Went Wrong

A month ago, there we were. Surrendering ourselves to the local police. Paying them not to tell while we waited. We all sang a song of sorrow. Solely to remember what went wrong. Leonard looked like a ghost gave him a foot massage. Molly shook like a fish dangling on a line. Walter wore women's clothes. We sang a song of sorrow. Solely to remember what went wrong. In the darkness. We were all strip searched. But nothing was found. Suffering from the full cavity search. We fell to our knees to repent. I can't recall right now what it was that we did. We sang a song of sorrow. Solely to remember what went wrong.