uploaded a new now playing song.
this song always feels perfect, but the parts that sound perfect are always different. i don't know, like sometimes i relate to the first verse the most. then months later it won't mean the same thing as it once did and i'll spend my time singing the 4th verse in my head.
regina's new album comes out in a couple weeks or so. it is called far. but i hear she calls it fart. i must say that she is my kind of woman.
courtesy of Garfield Minus Garfield
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