It’s a complicated situation, mama. Xanax, Dormex, Alprox, Elenium, Hexalid, Ronal, Versed, Normison, Halcion: Digest, people, swallow the bitter pill, there’s no ontological categories to apply at this point – a synth line from the nameless [Corey]dors of your H[e]art. Don’t switch the blade on the guy in shades.
On the Floor by KEEP CAMPING goes off moody. Wavy, XXy, the common way young pensive turtleneck lovers love to love it. Dripping and dragging along, until a luminous 90s-boy-group-lilt rockets the lippy existentialists off into another world. Sequins: rain down, rain down, come on rain down on me.
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