For any time you've ever been fucked over and screwed right into the ground, Walk the Moon has given us this glorious song to belt out at the top of our lungs.
The first time I heard it the visions that rushed through my head were like the montage at the Oscars of all the people that croaked the year before. Except I didn't forget anyone important. All the assholes were there.
If I had a magic mirror I would want it to show me all the times I got the message wrong. I would want it to show me the times wherein I was the asshole so I could get the best possible satisfaction out of this song.
The first time I heard it the visions that rushed through my head were like the montage at the Oscars of all the people that croaked the year before. Except I didn't forget anyone important. All the assholes were there.
If I had a magic mirror I would want it to show me all the times I got the message wrong. I would want it to show me the times wherein I was the asshole so I could get the best possible satisfaction out of this song.
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I have bean falling steadily in love with this band
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