Pretty Random, Pretty Odd.

Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I'm someone I've never met. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say; things have changed for me, and that's okay.

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