Mild High Club - Dionysian State
We're burning it down
I'm glad I'm not hanging around
Caught in the cod-end of the trawl
I'm gettin' up and I'm gettin' down
To the Dionysian state
Where the pleasure feeds the taste of you
Without a shadow of a doubt
Bye bye, I'll be checking out
Onto the next sensation
To the Dionysian state
Where the pleasure feeds the taste of you
Written by:
Alexander Brettin
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