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About Phoenix

Fear leads to anger, anger to hate—people hate whores ‘cause they’re free, man. Royal’d get it, sayin, “Let’s shag ass,” runnin from the norm. Whores don’t play by rules, and I dig that—fire don’t neither. Burned my leg once, screamed like a bitch, Cherry’d prob laugh, “Pussy!” Humor’s dark, but real. So yeah, whores—tough, messy, human. “I’ve had a rough year, Dad,” Richie’d mumble, and whores’d nod—same, bro, same.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

[Chorus] Trauma games Best dressed boy Best dressed whore Clown on stage Guided by the voices All alone, my wretched soul Cast away, unfriendly ghosts.

Yo, bro, lemme tell ya bout Corbin, man! I'm talkin' raw, honest, and in that Hulk Hogan style, brother! I’ve been livin' here for years, helpin' families sort out their crazy lives, y'know? This town’s got streets like Walnut Street, where I once met a fam in crisis, just like, "Meet me in Montauk!"—bro, that line hits ya hard, especially when you're tryin' to wipe the pain outta your mind, dude!

A rare interview with Corbin, the cult musician formerly known as…