Billie Frank

When the levee breaks and Manhattan sinks

There won't be water fit to drink

When the winter's warm, and the summer's cold

The poison stops you looking old

You'll get a five second warning for divine and intervention

And the satellites are falling prepare for ascension

As the earth looks on

The odds or probability of losing all capacity to function it's hereditary

No antibiotic can save us now, no, no, no, no, no

We are the virus that we talk about

It's like a bullet to the head

It's an S.O.S., it's an S.O.S.,

Oh yes, oh yes, it's an S.O.S.

what is this...

Let love be your runway, there is a higher place
Just embrace that feeling when you're rising
And your face is kissing the horizon
And if they count you out
Let go and watch you drown
Just shake off those demons that you're fighting
When it rains keep kissing the horizon

If you're ready for me boy
You better push the button and let me know
Before I get the wrong idea and go
You're gonna miss the freak that I control

Camp 

Coming to FOTPVision 2023. 

Hi, Hello and how are you? Very well, thank you and you!

Been feeling like shit lately, took a nice long walk tonight to clear my head and it helped a bit. 

Still one of the most beautiful songs, and the vocals. 

I don't like cities
But I like New York
Other places make me feel like a dork

Los Angeles is for people who sleep
Paris and London, baby you can keep

Other cities always make me mad
Other places always make me sad
No other city ever made me glad
Except New York
I love New York
I love New York
I love New York

If you don't like my attitude
Then you can F off
Just go to Texas
Isn't that where they golf?

BITCH SKSJSKS 

Sugababes 1.0 sang About You Now for the first time ever. 

The slayage that is Flatline is finally back on streaming.  World peace has been restored. 

It's that time of year again.

I don't know your name
You're just another band with a different game
And you're all the same
You said you played at Reading
Then you chart at fifty-seven, oh

You're off your face like you're number one
How many tracks have you sold? Mmmmm, none!
Walk round the place like you're number one
So why don't you write a tune that we can hum?

Just cos your dad knew the Rolling Stones
You've got the Primrose set in your cell phone
Don't kid yourself, you're an indie clone
We've seen it before, get a sound of your own

Mariah might actually win song of the decade for a third time. 

The original version is soo good. 

Literally going to log off and cry in the corner of my room, byeee 

This shit is bananas

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N-Dubz reforming is definitely the most bizarre thing to have happened this year. They're playing Arenas too... 

Hey Sisters!

It's so weird to me that i'm now older than my parents were when i was born. Like there's no way i could live having to put up with a child right now.