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Must be cool
It must be cool to be in a band
Everyone says so
The adoration from the crowd
It shouldn't really be allowed
We're all idols in our own time
But some need more
Time after time
While ever rotting at the core
Musicing is now a verb
But it always has been hasn't it?
Plucking, strumming and picking
It hardly warrants any thinking
I find it an ever d...
Friday 22nd March 2024 4:11 pm
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