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It's 347 in the morning I don't know what day it is anymore I don't know where the music ends and I begin
I am standing at the edge of the dancefloor
Everyone is moving Everyone is beautiful
I can see it I can feel it But there is a glass wall between me and the music
Maybe I'm just tired Maybe I've been here too long Maybe I've been here exactly long enough
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