The dj spins a galaxy of black vinyl, for the gods that came to DANCE!!!
This is what I love and can't stop loving.
Get wasted at parties from 9 till 7 in the morning.
I live for the music, rollin' blunts, feelin' high, gettin' loaded, or take some pills and go to lalaland.
Spending all my money on dope and extreme high priced tickets.
But in the end it's all worth it.
I like to live in my own world. Fuck regular life, fuck a 9 to 5 job.
I'm told to enjoy every moment, every hour, every minute.
That's what I do on friday's and saturdays.
Why should I take life so seriously? I just want to do what I like to do.
Being far from the reality, because I can't stand society.
It's my own word. I just want to hear the music.
I think the whole system fucking sucks. Everybody is working their fucking ass off during the week, getting totally fucking stressed out.
So what's wrong and what's right.
I live for the weekend.
I live for hard styles.
I live for hardstyle baby.