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In Preparation For The Apocalypse
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- Billy Badgley
- I Write The Songs That Make The Young Girls Cry – But A Lot Of That Is Their Fault.
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Decisions, decisions...
At Some Point, You Will Have My Poop In Your Hands.
2 comments:
ME TOO! Holy crap, I thought I was seriously the only one who liked that song... (granted I knew this was impossible, but since I never heard anyone else talk about it, you know... well I got that impression... well in my head at least) --especially the word-flip at the end!? It makes the whole song so poinent and sad and good.
Woah.
kc! that makes me so happy. You understand...
Would it ruin it if I told you Janet Jackson's Control makes me feel the same way? Nevermind, I didn't say it
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