DEVIL’S ELEVATOR!
I’m never going down, not without a fight
Pull me up, I might drown, weighted by the lie!
Don’t come for me, unless you, unless you want to bleed
Or join me in the hellish depths, the demons want to feed!
DEVIL’S ELEVATOR!
When the song finished, the whole warehouse burst into applause. Nicky took a shaggy-headed bow, while Scott proudly twirled his sticks over the paint buckets he’d been using as a drum set. As they unplugged and stepped away, Wes scrambled to get off his seat to greet them. Nicky spotted Wes with a wide laugh, and the two threw an arm around each other’s shoulders, laughing and playfully slapping chests like old friends.
“What did I tell you!?” Wes cheered.
“You were right, man, you were right!” Nicky eyed Georgie who fought the smile twisting o
