3am and I was dressed to kill in yesterday's clothes, cocaine all in my veins, my life was falling to pieces and all I could do was raise my beer to the moon.
"If I'm going down, I'm going down in style."
"Raise hell wolf cub." the Moon replied.
"Raise hell." 
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