There's a point - 7,000 RPM
Where everything fades away
The machine becomes weightless
Just disappears
And all that's left is a body moving through space and time
7,000 RPM
That's where you meet it
You can feel it coming
Creeps up on you close in your ear
Asks you a question
The only question...
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