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It’s enlightened doom, it smells of acrylic bikinis and lives from nine in the morning to the moment our star ends its monologue in a menstrual red bed. It’s Florida, my dear, waves and babes 365 days a year.
It’s enlightened doom, it smells of acrylic bikinis and lives from nine in the morning to the moment our star ends its monologue in a menstrual red bed.
It’s Florida, my dear, waves and babes 365 days a year.
Dive into Floor's 'Oblation' and experience doom metal like never before—sunny, surreal, and unforgettable. Listen now!
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