From the clapping, stomping and shouting
Feel the pressure of emotions mounting
From the sides to the middle and front
Hear the crowds voice their cheer and taunt
Let the audience and the music fuse
Let your problems off and be confuse
Feed the masses of fresh vibrations
Let them ride your lyrical sensations
Bring all the dead beats back to life
Lift them up from the edge of a knife
The line of reality and fantasy is hazy
Be the wild King and let’s go crazy
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9:57 am / Friday
In my home / 3 October 2014
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