"You'll be thirteen, I'll be thirtyfive..." Dillon, this means they are 21 (*brain churns*) you'd be 43. Filthy.
What is not filthy is the sound of stupendously beautiful song. Her voice flits between plucks of harp and nice but dulled piano chords. Its crushing and melancholic, sweet yet spattered with yearnings for a hidden place.
Thirteen Thirtyfive by DillonOfficial
Our recollection of some of Dillon's earlier songs were very naughty, one mention Mother fuffer quite a few times. DILLON.
More of the above please. That would be most lovely. Maybe I should buy 'This Silence Kills'.