Fundamentalist Buddhist week coming up.
Fits me like one hand in the pocket, while adjusting my hair with the other one.
Chill or die, moron!
Oh and I feel a need for a hit, a musical one to knock me off my feet.
Yes, I'm ready for a cheesy up-tempo summer-thing to come along to seriously make me question my taste.
I dream of something like "Hey ya" since I can't recall a better plague.
LEND ME SOME SUGAR, I AM YOUR NEIGHBOUR!
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