Lyrics:
Make me feel
Like I could dance
Like I could lose myself
In the middle of this summer trance
Under the stars
Straight up
It's like magic
This feeling
dance syndrome
Memory crash
Born in the sands of misery
Guns and blades as the only pity companion
Badlands business
Raised in the streets of nightcity
Atomic terra incognita
Walkman playing Lovely Rita
And in the middle of the street a
Tree is growing
Deserted house with a broken window
Rusted
of might that none outlasts or fears.
Wings of fire, forged in might,
Through mythic realms, they take to flight,
Born in legend, fed by flame,
Dragons
an di lane an round di ben
World dance is di name an di title
Do by di dumb, di deaf di blind and di cripple
An I don't know why black wizard love it
your roots
Their fruits is sweet
For hungry souls
Though do not eat
In the stomach it grows
When senses can't be trusted
We falter by living in
the forest to a desert in days,
In days.
Rain dances
Divine it, intervene
Don't try it
Effortlessly
Staying under blazing sun until your neck is burnt
for somebody like you in the club ukuthi ng'jaive k' phumi 'langa
No matter what they say I'm by your side
Like a tooth paste and a tooth brush
All up
as you
Slowly drown in regret
OK, is this called getting by
Rusted dreams left on the front steps
Of the hell that is my mind
OK, now I'm not gonna lie
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
the middle
Twerk a lil
I been off up in this club for a while
All these women dancin and they dancing like they wild
Ex girl still callin and she do it by
alive, I am what I am and I'm
Damn good to be a no good, hooded by
The wiggle in the middle, simple to party thumps
They call me the wickedest man
It was the middle of winter
And I drove us in my car
The snow started falling
So we stopped off at a bar
The beer started flowing
And your
You're a silent killer, and I'm just the type
To pass all my limits just to see what I find
By the way, baby
I've seen you on the internet
But in
in the middle (alright)
Give me a scratch, turn my mic up a little
I want you to hear this perfectly clear
Catch what I'm sayin'? You get
nine to fives
We might lose our minds in fluorescent lights
Just waiting to take off our disguise
If you're lost come dance with us
We'll stay by your
And a lush little Miss said, "Come in, please"
'Fore we could even bat an eye
We were right in the middle of a big fish fry
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You
the deals are struck,
making heroes out of dust and clay.
the man gives you sixty seconds on the dollar, and walks away.
in the middle of your book of ages
Legends speak of men, once drowned in the rivers
Whos shackled souls, use their wrath as tinder
Land corrupted by festered biomass, transmogrified by
Pushing up dust on empty streets
Rusted out chrome clocking 73
Between towns you don't find much
Daughters in the back practicing
The songs they like
insensitivity
And when I finish struggling
We can make our way to the dance floor
And stand like strangers in an elevator
Stuck between stories
I always
in the middle (alright)
Give me a scratch, turn my mic up a little
I want you to hear this perfectly clear
Catch what I'm sayin'? You get
Rusted doors and moldy walls
Happiness in what she owns
Three hundred square feet of hope
Backed by a few perpetual loans
c quiet life, a roof
Summer is now gone
As rusted leaves begin to fall
Another brand new day
Is painted in a shade of gray
So throw the roses in the rain
As the branches
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