Laughing_2
Released almost 2 years ago
Text_notecard_shadow_top_left She walked through the studio, her toes clutching the mustard colored shag carpet with every step. Her guitar laid abandoned on the silver stool, sheet music was scattered along the sound board, with all its foreign switches and knobs. 'All I want,' she thought, 'is a hit record.'

Inspiration whispered in her ear, "just create. and hit record."




I felt like as long as we were being punny, this needed to be included.
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