Running Around In My Brain

Running Around In My Brain

I’m on the table, I look down and there’s the DJ. He’s into it, not sure in what, but he’s into it. In his own world and it sounds good. I think I am on the border to the Ukraine. In Poland somewhere. Check out that guy, he’s completely gone.

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