the killers played mr. brightside at their first ever performance in a cafe open mic imagine being in a fucking cafe and hearing one of the best songs of the 21st century being played for the first time
I hear all sorts of things slung at us, one of my favorites being the “boy-band” accusation. I’m like, ‘Boy band? I’m fat! If we were a boy band, I’d look good, I’d dance and I’d be charming - so what the fuck are you talking about?’ I write songs, that’s all I do.
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Zee. 28. Illinois, 60560. Spina Bifida. Super Queer. Super-er furry trash. Professional Doodler. Crazy gecko person. Feline-loving. Pop Punk all day. Fall Out Boy. twenty øne piløts. Panic! at the Disco. Paramore. Yes.
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