My last album was the closest I got to true expression, and looking back, to me it seems pretty eggy. It was definitely filled with pain, such that my friends asked if I was okay.
My egg cracked about 6 months after it came out, but I was well on my way before then. Most of those songs were written a year or two earlier, some even longer. (I was already working on its follow up when I cracked, and that album was, frankly, gay as hell.)
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