Warpaint - Elephants

These girls creep me out a little.

In that "girl you meet at a bar and she makes offers that include candle wax and leather" kind of way.  Hey...maybe that's your bag.  Who am I to judge?  I'm just saying that these women may or may not be undead.  And the one with the black guitar's sliver of exposed thigh meat may or may not be some sort of portal to alternate dimensions.

That's all I'm sayin'.