1000 bolts down your spine and no longer do you move to rhyme
A tornado in your intestine makes you vibrate to the bass
In this case
Plummeting down your veins
Its time to let the static in your muscles maneuver you to a new dimension
We're digesting dub-step
We're beginning to taste percussion
Give in to the nematocysts of redemption
Hypnotize those eyes
And move with the synchronized rebellion
Of
Dance
A tornado in your intestine makes you vibrate to the bass
In this case
Plummeting down your veins
Its time to let the static in your muscles maneuver you to a new dimension
We're digesting dub-step
We're beginning to taste percussion
Give in to the nematocysts of redemption
Hypnotize those eyes
And move with the synchronized rebellion
Of
Dance
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