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A.F.I. - Dancing Through Sunday
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Will you join me in this dance of misery,
cradled in impossibility?
Swooning, I am swept away, swept off my feet.
With step-by-step we take the lead as
drop-by-drop we start to bleed.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
And we dance in misery, all lost in the arms of our misery.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows.
Will you lend yourself to beauty that will horrify?
Let me hide within your black, the still inside your eyes.
Deafened, caught within a cry so sensual.
As step-by-step I separate, while
breath-by-breath I suffocate.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
And we dance in misery, all lost in the arms of our misery.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows.
So who will follow?
Who is the lead?
I know I'll leave a stain because I bleed as we dance.
We all dance.
We all have no chance in this horrid romance.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
And we dance in misery, all lost in the arms of our misery.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows.
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows.
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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