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Dr. Horrible: Moist! My evil moisture buddy. What's going on?
Moist: Life of crime. Got your mail.
"Tell you how, how you make, make me feel, what’s the phrase? Like a fool, kinda sick, special needs... anyways." - Billy
Here’s a Story of a girl
Who grew up lost and lonely
Thinking love was fairy tale
And trouble was made only for me
Even in the darkness every color can be found
And every day of rain brings
to things growing in the ground
Grief replaced with pity
For a city barely coping
Dreams are easy to achieve
If hope is all I’m hoping to be
Anytime you’re hurt
There’s one who has it worse around
And every drop of rain will keep you growing
Seeds you’re sowing in the ground
So keep your head up Billy buddy....
"Just a few weeks away from a real audible connection." - Dr. Horrible
"And sometimes theres a third, even deeper, level. And that one is the same as the top, surface one. Like with pie." - Billy