𝐍Ɑ𝐍͟𝐂͟𝐘͟

back in black. i hit the sack. i’ve been too long, i’m glad to be back. yes, i’m let loose, from the noose. that's kept me hanging about, i’ve been looking at the sky. ’cause it's gettin' me high. forget the hearse 'cause i never die, i got nine lives, cat’s eyes.