Listening To Today
A picture's worth a thousand words and I feel I can paint all day
So I just stay here thinking that there's nothing left to grab my way
Challenge your morality, fighting actualites
I feel like I've already listened to Today
Sitting in the dark corner of my room blasting Sister Lovers
Thinking of all the times you've left before
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I am a musician. These are my songs. These are my babies. Birthed from depression and years of listening to dark music in darker rooms.
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