Limp Bizkit

I was listening to the song, Boiler, today.

I think I’ve identified what’s so agonizing about listening to Limp Bizkit, for me at least.

There’s something in there that I love so much and simultaneously there’s something in there that I dislike so much. My brain is constantly pulled in two directions. I feel like the lyrics and vocals ruin some really good sounds and prevent Limp Bizkit from being as good of a listen as they could have been.

Maybe that’s one definition of a “guilty pleasure”? πŸ™‚πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆβΊοΈ

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