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Fire

Always by my side putting up a good fight, dancing through the night, dancing through the night.

The party never ends in heaven, twenty four seven.

Walking those streets, bless this acid house mixing up those processed beats.

Must get an achieved thinking thick as thieves.

Strictly old school, rocket fuel, ladies and gentlemen i hear voices of pure happiness and secret alphabets.

Acid Turkish Bath.

Where did all the love go? There it is, yeah yeah, right there, that’s it, put your life on it.

Come and meet Vlad the Impaler, you know, the one with the Doberman, you know that last trip when we were wasted with Julie and the Mothman.

Remember when Mothman said you’re in love with a ******

Do you reach space or hit the wall?

Do you rise or do you fall?

A tale of many paths, a tree of many branches, but always trust those clouds that call.

You are your own empire reaching higher and higher and if you are ever in dire…… set the world on fire.

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Dec 6, 2024
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