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A.F.I. - Dancing Through Sunday (Perfect)
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Will you join me in this dance
This dance of misery
Cradled in impos', impossibility
Swooned and I am swept away
Swept of my feet
With step by step by step
We take the lead
And drop by drop I start to bleed
Ohh, we dance in misery
And we dance for all
And we dance for all
Ohh, we dance in misery
All lost in the arms of our misery, oh!
Ohh, we dance in misery
And we dance for all
And we dance for all
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 grey
So sensual
As step by step by step
I separate
While breath by breath
I suffocate
Ohh, we dance in misery
And we dance for all
And we dance for all
Ohh, we dance in misery
All lost in the arms of our misery, oh!
Ohh, we dance in misery
And we dance for all
And we dance for all
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
Uh
Ohh, we dance in misery
And we dance for all
And we dance for all
Ohh, we dance in misery
All lost in the arms of our misery, oh!
Ohh, we dance in misery
And we dance for all
And we dance for all
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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