FYI: Blogger has fucked this entry up four times and b/c of it I've lost about 40% of the patience I had allotted for the day. But b/c I'm a stickler for detail I had to make sure it was right.
One of the greatest things about <3-ing someone is the solace you find in them. Their voice, their touch, even their scent is comforting when the stench of life's bullshit is ever present. Don't mind me, I'm on my James Todd shit today i.e. I Need Love. But here's a track from 1 of the 2 guys who you can depend on for blue-eyed soul. Even the Arteest's pops had to profess after seeing this live show on HBO, "that's a bad white boi".
Live Version
Album Version
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