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| quote: | Originally posted by escee
I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? It sounds fucking good. Who needs life when you've got trance? Choose Trance. Choose uplifting synths. Choose cheesy vocals. Choose ravers. Choose dancing all night in an underlit smoke filled club. Choose gurning, vinyl, turntables and 4 channel audio mixers. Choose long nights, sleeping during the day, and waking up as the shops close. Choose buying 5 records a week at 20 dollars a hit. Choose a DJ. Choose new friends. Choose horrible clothes and legwarmers. Choose a tablet and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch waiting for the night to start at 11pm. Choose the girl who you will fuck tonight. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable club, listening to top 40, dance and old classics, a mere shadow of your friends who chose life. Choose a future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
There is the trance edit |
hahahah! that's some good stuff. i like it
 
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