The Piano Guys Pt 2.

4 + 2 + 2 shots of whisky and listening to The Piano Guys’ Michael Meets Mozart on repeat had a spellbinding and a gradual hypnotic effect on me. My head started to carousel and I threaded between consciousness, subconsciousness and fought unconsciousness. It was the most bizarre feeling I had felt.

Hold my hand as we glide,
On this magic carpet ride.
Through the cotton candy skies,
We fly and we spy.

Michael Meets Mozart.

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