Am I the villain or the victim here?
I am trying to decide which direction I need to go. The object of wanting to go there isn't an option anymore. I have a misconstrued sense of thoughts nowadays anyway.
I want to write music as sticky sweet as lisa mitchell.
You're my clean white love. You're too clean white love. What are you doing to me, what are you doing to my head?
I think this is possible.
I will try.
Her chords are simple and easy.
Its all in the vocals I think.
Yes, definitely. It's all in the voice where the world collides. Where the sky says hello.
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