[Loop] Loosely speaking people are clean just a few funky ones dancing on drugs loving the day it's a festival. Moving the soul. Spinning dancing singing souls. No control over anyone people doing fun things. Loving this day. [Vers] Angle angry Angel lining upnsomething maybe don't really know. But posably. Don't you know something powerful it just takes a song rando story. [Loop] Loosely speaking people are clean just a few funky ones dancing on drugs loving the day it's a festival. Moving the soul. Spinning dancing singing souls. No control over anyone people doing fun things. Loving this day. [Vers] Different things Wrighting in a hurry. Mind exploding with stories. Sometimes nothing coming. Others leaking out. What direction do we go with this. Dismiss me like a what's that never happened. [Loop] Loosely speaking people are clean just a few funky ones dancing on drugs loving the day it's a festival. Moving the soul. Spinning dancing singing souls. No control over anyone people doing fun things. Loving this day. [Vers] Bitching for sport. Sounds like strees for fun. No one said that. It would be a fail no maybe that's a definitely ask me do it. Fight me for it. [Loop] Loosely speaking people are clean just a few funky ones dancing on drugs loving the day it's a festival. Moving the soul. Spinning dancing singing souls. No control over anyone people doing fun things. Loving this day. [Vers] Who's dancing in dog shit. Rain puddle mud fight at the festival. Look out mud pies fly. Energetic electric vibes people doing all drugs we fukked up. Mind bent. Brain braking. [Loop] Loosely speaking people are clean just a few funky ones dancing on drugs loving the day it's a festival. Moving the soul. Spinning dancing singing souls. No control over anyone people doing fun things. Loving this day. [Vers] What's that smell who shit they self it's bad gotta go. Dookie in the mud they throwing. I'm throwing up. In the mud. Nasty this is fukked up. They keep scooping it up my throw up. Yuck. [Loop] Loosely speaking people are clean just a few funky ones dancing on drugs loving the day it's a festival. Moving the soul. Spinning dancing singing souls. No control over anyone people doing fun things. Loving this day. [Vers]

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