I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o’ clock, the radio’s the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to…
Fort Ghost, killing the monsters and the demons and the cultists and the spirits and scaring them back to wherever they came from. They have wrought the ultimate sin…
I was entranced by a song with a Maynard James Keenan aura to it? You would have never guessed I would be listening to Mushroomhead’s songs after, and I totally did not predicted I would be afraid of the Mane Six…