Cloudpatrol
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I want to be the singer who wears a wig and cries a lot while he sings through the excruciating pain of wearing skinny jeans, being high and drunk at the same time. Twisted...like my mind. The women can tell simply from the sound of my voice what I'm dreaming of, ohh ohhhh OHHHHHHHOHHHHH!!!! (*cue smoke and aggressive solo acts*)
Hmm, Twisted. Maybe that should be the name of the band.
Those days are over though, thanks to feminism, as we have become way too PC. You can't sing about just fucking taking what's yours in hunger and lust.
What!? You aren't listening to enough Hip Hop. Singing about taking what's yours (or their's) in hunger and lust is the name of the game