GW's Midnight Laity

With Blood Comes Cleansing

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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