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Entry 3: After Her Victorian Operation Failed in Geneva (Autumn)
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Acoustic music from the heart, I guess you could say. Everything was recorded live in studio--nothing was looped, or digitally corrected.
The modern day Robert Johnson! Actually, no... but good chill acoustic for the fine tuned ear.
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Acoustic • Acoustic General
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#19,480 today Peak #384
#5,891 in subgenre Peak #98
Author
Ryan Minic
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SDFCR
Uploaded
August 03, 2003
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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I see that candle in your eyes. Look out now, it’s a new whore. I try to keep my P.M.A.—but man, I don’t know… The hands on my wrist keep winding down. Look, I just want to meet an angel. There’s no such thing as better halves—at least not for me. They don’t understand my fear of lying in an unknown place where I’ve been trying to take everything I own. The truth: they won’t even know my name. I live with x’s and four wheels that support my neck—but who cares about those things? Let’s all smoke some urushiol plants for the best trip of our lives. It will expand our minds. Will someone stay and meet me at the roller coaster’s end? Time is worth none… Every living thing is about it; everybody seems to have it—everybody else but not I. Shelly’s monster was the first who paved the way, and now I’m walking that same lane. Do they see where I’m going? They can’t see, or they would help me. They can feast my excretion, baby. I would tie Mr. Deferens around just to taste what they all know now. Write it down, I said write it down. I said write it down, I said write it down! Tell me what you love! Tell me what you love before this roller coaster ends. Time is worth none—but I endure… It seems that every note I write, they don’t seem they care. But time drowns in a jar that is sealed tight. I don’t want that to be me, or you.
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