The Red Hot Chili Peppers are my favourite band. Their songs deal with the themes of self-destruction, loneliness, seperation and redemption in a way which I can relate, but for the most part their lyrics are non-sensical rap:
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Mariah:
Mark:
Mariah:
Mark:
Mariah:
Mark:
Mariah:
Mark:
Mariah:
Mark:
Mariah:
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It always tickles me how weird people get about videogame companies, though. Creepy stalker players abound
Now we know it all for sure.
I don’t get it
My, what a good day for a walk outside.
:\ I still don’t get it
I’m almost there, why should I care?
What the hell are you talking about
You don’t form in the wet sand. You don’t form at all. I do.
You’re an ass.
Now you know exactly what I feel when I hear those lyrics.
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