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you're gently swaying in the middle of a crowd and you're numb and you can't think straight and you're flying high, baby // or, a mix for those little Vortex Club brats
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you're gently swaying in the middle of a crowd and you're numb and you can't think straight and you're flying high, baby // or, a mix for those little Vortex Club brats
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