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Psychedelic

by dreams-of-sepia

Feel the psychedelic beat it makes me complete gives a lazy Sunday a new kind of heat hate  ol' Sunday no good 'xcept for gin & old ladies but now there's this psychedelic beat give it to me, Momma sock it to me, Pappa let me feel the heat of this psychedelic beat turning the world into acid rainbows
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Sep 13, 2015
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I just discovered a new band - The Sound Defects.

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#music#sunday#psychedelic#beat#chillout
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