Don't go killing everything you lovensaid Jesus to the wretched ones.nTrapped inside their own minds;ndrowning babies in blood.nThe surpression of the housewife.nBut that's not for us.nnSO what are we gonna do?nWe're gonna pack our bags and head south,nwith pen and paper and die content,non the saddest canvas the world's ever seen.nSimple economics and a girl with brown hair.nNo more of all this sacrifice of personality.nnDon't go killing everything you'll ever be...nJesus said to me.