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My crappy songs

AaronTheArtisticBoi

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AaronTheArtisticBoi

yes, you read that correctly. I, the edgy asshole of the group, likes making songs. big shocker. Anyways, I'm not too confident in my creations, so I usually don't share them with anyone, but yesterday, one of my online friends woke up in a screening room to hear me singing to the music that was on repeat. They told me I should have more faith in my singing, and all my songs, so I made this garbage. I hope you enjoy them, I guess.All Rights Reserved

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