GUNS! GUNS! BITCHES!
So the other day Madeline and I rediscovered a forgotten notebook in my apartment and I found some lyrics to a song I wrote to a surf like melody. (I know this isn't the first draft though because the first draft had a line involving Ian's tendency to remove his pants at parties.)
bring all your cats and dogs
we're doing the bat
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