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Aug 2013
Undercuts, muscles and beer
The floor may be empty, but it is yours now
Bare feet of a brave individual, shredding an ancient ritual
Too Much spirituality for ya ?
Flashing lights and those good ole black and whites
This is only the first act of the night
Rainbows spinning circles in the corner, perhaps remind me of a lion former, of something that makes me think of somewhere a little bit warmer at night
This is a song that's still a work in progress
Written by
Alexander Ross
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