THIS COMPRISE OF NOT REAL RELEASE BY YR POETRY OR YR FRIENDS. ONLY MEMORY RECYCLING THIS FINAL WARN YOU.
I cleared out some drawers a few years ago and found a minidisc marked HOME RECORDINGS 98-00. Kept it to hand because you never know when the universe is going to throw you an actual working minidisc player. One appeared last month in our studio along with a mysterious scary oil painting. PRAISE BE THE GODS OF RANDOM DEAD MEDIA. I listened back to my old songs and cringed my face off at how embarrassing they were, but people asked to hear them so eurgh fine. I've already stated I couldn't really write sing play or record that well so i'm absolutely criticism proof. Imma delete this before the new year, never speak to me about it. xxx
PS and before yr all like, OH it's not all thaaat bad, these are the better ones. THE REST I BURNT IN SACRIFICE
you can pay me for it if you want but you should probably SAVE YOURSELF THE FUTURE IS COMING FOR YOU.