my songs.
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So when I get my OWN fucking device, this'll be bedazzled, but I'm on an Alexa screen right now so (yawll I got my tablet a few days after this lets gooo)
so I fucking can't lmfao uh-
I'm really, really bored, and...I make shit other than art that I wanna try to uh- show the world? I don't have any recordings of singing.
or really..anything.
but I have lyrics, and I know how the songs sound and go..? that's enough, right?
illdorecordingssomedayonastabledevice.
Look, don't steal my shit, I'm too broke for any copyright and...what're you gonna do what these corny ass songs anyway 😭
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