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Fired Up


We so damn fired up

A sudden explosion throughout

Don’t muzzle the most entertaining prospect

I never realized before how tough it is to be a candidate

Start with the colors you’re wearing

Think about updating them

Even when you’re not on the moon

Of course, some nights are bigger than others.

Some are great because they have impossibly hard-to-find

And some are just beautiful rooms

Stitch out the crappy buttons for genuine horn

Like white jeans without the glare

Two people whose aesthetics couldn’t be more different

I like the more angular, exaggerated versions

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