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Oh, Depeche Mode, it’s a very good omen that we’ve already gotten two songs by you off of BOB. This was probably my favorite of your songs as a kid, even though I only taped it off the radio once. That chorus gets me every time. As a kid, the idea that I could hold […] […]

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Tag. Bomb. Shake. Clack. Spray. Paint. Shake. Clack. I want to get high, off your paint, inhale your fumes, until I faint. Oh b-b-babe, please grafitti my soul. Freestyle your mind, onto my heart, cause your cans, to overkill, let your words, speak through art, grab your ink, and let it spill. Tag. Bomb. Shake. […] […]

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