Emberwood I am the egg man

- and we are all together. See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly –

Lennon furrowed his brow and shook his head quickly at the suggestion, looking horrified. He would never, ever kill someone; at least in such a way. Only time he could ever consider putting anything to death was if it harmed him or something he loved, and even then it would have to be in the moment. Murderous it quite the opposite of Lennon, and the idea of him committing such a sin made his stomach drop. ”W- What? No! No, I would never- no, that’s not what this is.” He explained. 

His is upbeat mood returned when his eyes fell back onto the mushroom, and he licked his lips - hungry for a hallucination. ”This is meant to...expand your mind.” Lennon chuckled again with excitement, before nodding his head back and forth to his song. 

”I’m cry-aying.”