the gates swing open to admit us the city is alive im coming here to see the good times thrive i see the night telling us to come on in the city the music will drum on wait till morning the city never sleeps the party doesn't stop they never leave, those creeps nay, there will be no end in sight this party won't end not til after midnight so i go in everyones having good times and dancing and laughing to some good rhymes i join them we play till maybe midnight and the next day dance till your legs fall apart screw till it pops out of your chest your heart but im going to leave at midnight to avoid the inevitable someones going to fightBirth sign: Aries
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