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It drives right to the core like a stake to the heart My insides clench and my chest is full I'm gaping at the world pure ecstacy runing through my blood Intoxicated by the melodies moving and feeling and sweating like the beats are tangible and seeping from me not just my body but my being It's not just dancing It's making love It's not just music
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Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 12:28 AM UTC
Music
It drives right to the core like a stake to the heart My insides clench and my chest is full I'm gaping at the world pure ecstacy runing through my blood Intoxicated by the melodies moving and feeling and sweating like the beats are tangible and seeping from me not just my body but my being It's not just dancing It's making love It's not just music
rayslev
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Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 12:28 AM UTC
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