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"Either be groovy or leave, man."
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Closest thing to Michelle Pfeiffer that you've ever seen.
Honorary member of The Roots (aka Questlove's afro.)
The artist formerly known as sophiaspastic.
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If I could open my arms, and span the length of the isle of Manhattan, I'd bring it to where you are, making a lake of the East River and Hudson.
Today's a Macy's Day Parade, the night of the living dead is on its way.
Jesus don't love me, no one's ever carried my load, I'm too young to feel this old.
But she couldn't stay, she had to break away, well New York City really has it all, oh yeah, oh yeah, Sheena is a punk rocker.
Welcome to the inner workings of my mind, so dark and foul I can't disguise, can't disguise, nights like this, I become afraid of the darkness in my heart, hurricane.
For a minute there, I lost myself.
My favorite inside source, I'll kiss your open sores, appreciate your concern, you'll always stink and burn.
Well, I see you standing there like a rabid dog, and you've got those crying eyes, makes me want to surrender and wrap you in my arms.
Why you gotta be so rude? Don't you know I'm human too? Why you gotta be so rude? I'm gonna marry her anyway.
To the Island Valley of Avalon!
Where were you while we were getting high? Someday you will find me, caught beneath the landslide, in a champagne supernova in the sky.
I feel like I've been in a coma for the past twenty years. And I'm just now waking up.
The shattered soul, following close but nearly twice as slow, in my good times, there were always golden rocks to throw.
“Witches don’t look like anything. Witches are. Witches do.”
Well, I've been afraid of changing because I've built my life around you, but time makes you bolder, even children get older, and I'm getting older too.
Be my, be my DNA, don't wanna fade away, rewind, there's no yesterday, it's our discovery.
We're always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it, always pushing up the hill, searching for the thrill of it.
If you're gonna scream, scream with me, moments like this never last.
If the silence takes you then I hope it takes me too, so brown eyes, I hold you near, you're the only sound I want to hear, a melody softly soaring through my atmosphere.
Look what the wind just blew in again, whistling through the cracks in my door, I should've known you would show up, when the cuts were not hurtin' no more.
What do you know? This house is falling apart, what can I say? This house is falling apart, we got no money but we got heart, we're gonna rattle this ghost town.
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