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A man looks out his window,
screams and breaks the glass before him.
Hates it that he's always single.
No better was he, romance killings.

It was you who broke it up, sunconscious,
can see it in your eyes, can see it in your ears,
Hire Wiccans to make up potions.
J'espère que vous pourrir en enfer.

Looking out the window, gawp at all who pass.
Erect at every noise, lets all his hair stand on end.
He knows this extended dry run can't last.
He can no longer close his eyes, pull back, and pretend.

It was you who broke it up, sunconscious,
can see it in your eyes, can see it in your ears,
Hire Wiccans to make up potions.
J'espère que vous pourrir en enfer.

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from Orange Frames in Standard, released July 23, 2012

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Lord Hugo Whitedorf. The Man. The Myth. The Legend. The Poet. The Genius Songwriter. Or so he'd have you believe. Our noble friend has been playing and making music for several years, but only now has he opted to release the cacophony committed to recordings. Prepare for badly written songs, off key singing and audio clipping the likes of which has never been seen. ... more

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