I'm definitely under pressure. I hate deadlines. I was hoping the music would get my pendulum moving but I guess it isn't really helping. I've just been shouting my lungs out to the last part of the song over and over again. It actually feels good but it's not helping. Join me if you want though. I've posted the lyrics below so that you can shout it out with me.
Skip to 2:33 and let's go on 3.
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"'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word; and love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night; and love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves...
This is our last dance... this is our last dance.
This is ourselves under pressure."
Yeah! Another!
I've got a new idol. Move over Cobus... another genius is in town.
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