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[Accidental video]
[Curt's quieter moments are rarely ones that many people get to see, but tonight he's alone with his guitar turned low, singing softly to himself.]
No that can't be right, it doesn't even make sense.
[He throws his guitar to the side and puts his head in his hands. He actually looks really upset and worried.]
[Curt's quieter moments are rarely ones that many people get to see, but tonight he's alone with his guitar turned low, singing softly to himself.]
Won't you come with me
To a place that's real
And I'll be your dream--
To a place that's real
And I'll be your dream--
No that can't be right, it doesn't even make sense.
And I'll be your thrill
So take my--
No, that's earlier. [sigh] Fuck it, hate that song anyway.So take my--
[He throws his guitar to the side and puts his head in his hands. He actually looks really upset and worried.]
