Spending the night cruising between Freo and Cottesloe, on a skate made by god, I travel down hills bigger than your soul. The intense rush of spontanious endophines has become a drug I didn't reckon with and it makes for a healthier way of living.
Constantly searching for the next thing to put in my head, I sway between traffic lights and cop cars. My aura is enormous, it reaches all the dangers ahead and I feel this calm coming over me, all through the day. But I need the bass, I need it while travelling through the smokey suburbs of southwest Perth.
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