Dance Machine
dancing dates back to the cave (men) (dance for me)
exercise is a form of battle preparation, competition, hunting (gripwell)
your body is a machine, optimise the shit out of that and dance like no one is watching
(Ballet was the only sport I was allowed to do when I was 5, in my leotard I remember suddenly being aware that I looked hard; staunch and bull-necked next to my fine featured sister.)
stop trying to prove yourself, we’ll never believe that you can
pretty pathetic
but
all equal here
but
there are just some things you can’t do
but
you should die to do it all (endurance, endurance, endurance)
you can move your body however you feel but the pressure to pound the pavement; incessant
sweat drop down my
and the body takes it’s own weight over and over
carving it’s way into itself
(sweat now,
shine later)