Let My Love Open The Door To Rage

I don’t know what it is about this song that simultaneously makes me want to run around and scoop peoples’ eyes out with sporks and stick ’em on kabobs, and also to hop around on alternating feet shaking my fists like maracas, acting like I’m Jim Carrey and Robin Williams’ love child.

Maybe their love child would want to scoop peoples’ eyes out with sporks…

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