A.C. Ackjay

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The ball is turning, a three hundred mirrors a burning

The ball is turning, a three hundred mirrors a burning

Faith and Devotion We crave your lyrical potion The lights come on as you hit stage your sound rushes over the crowd in waves pulling us in We are in this Haus and only we exist living on your sound dancing in your elixir Feeling your antidote...

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🔵Touch me, touch me, don’t be sweet 🐚