This one was tough to relive and it's the first one I wrote and recorded in one take because I didn't want to do it anymore. So errors and all, fuck it all. I could spend some time making it better but flexing creative muscles is not the point of this project. This is solely a selfish and cathartic exercise pushed forward by a fear that I'll be dead someday and never get this mess out of me. This is just a rough draft in real-time fully open to criticism and/or ridicule. I'll do better when the longform book is written.
Third Eye Blind - God of Wine