Not like all, GUHHHH!-wherethepartyat…no, proper skew-whiff. All side-wonky. The full clinic.
Tells me, not so bad, no bigsh*t. Tells me I should try it on for size. Kinda rewarding.
Upshot bees - creatives roar payback. From induced distraction seeps disorder. Bi-prods of one unholy purge. Who-the-whatnow can say what was ever meant in the first place - but we leaner 'n meaner for it...uh-huh.
We Used to Explode and Woken, two new songs are coaxed from our pitless souls by some unrelenting demon laying claim to Rosemary’s caesarian second-born.
Resulting pulse makes you feel like you’ve blind-sided your happy-place late at night, only to drag it kicking and screaming down a dark alley to have yer wicked wayzzzzz.
Come the downloads. Speaking of which...Italians Do It Better
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