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- Pulsing
Pulsing life, pulsing lights,
Pulsing hands, pulsing hearts,
Pulsing brains, pulsing feet,
Flying high to the beat.
Foggy, misty, mascara and lipstick –
No preparation and zero logistics.
Giggling, gasps, white powder and sex,
No wish, no time, no need to undress.
That's where my heart is longing –
Here I belong,
Here I feel fitter and stronger,
Get what I want.
Jesus, it is here where I'm dying,
Jesus, that's the place I'm flying,
Flying without feathers and wings,
Lord, let me hear your mysterious strings
That's where my heart is longing –
Here I belong,
Here I feel fitter and stronger,
Get what I want.
Jesus, it is here where I'm dying,
Jesus, that's the place I'm flying,
Flying without feathers and wings,
Lord, let me hear your misterious strings