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| kss | They are hammering away at my fatigue, grinning mad infectious guitars and nerve splitting deep waited lyrics, a sharp tool waved carelessly, drums assulting the foundation, forceful and sneaky and anguished and smart. They are stirring up the dischordant unrest with which I so love to electrocute my lethargic work stifled thoughts. | 021115 |
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| kss | to not understand this is to not know my soul. absolutely and completely. with more power fight fear head help hurt emotion loss greed hurt soar light fuck fuck yeah. | 021202 |