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Sweaty palms and cluttered mindSlouch on the couch with meDizzy, nervous, we probably don't deserve itWe might as well try and seeDon't be afraid of the mess we madeDo a little dance on the barricadeI heard your lonely knock at the doorSo glad you could make itI'm no sure what i can do you forBut i'm good i can fake it, tonightDon't be afraid of the mess we madeDo a little dance on the barricadeClear your throat and speak your mindDon't hold back on meDid we lose that ancient connectionKilling time when it moved too slowAnother companion lost to the canyonSunk to the bottom of the river belowDon't be afraid of the mess we madeDo a little dance on the barricadeLetras de cancionesI heard your lonely knock at the doorSo glad you could make itI'm no sure what i can do you forBut i'm good i can fake itI've never seen you so down beforeSo nervous and churningYour little cloud is now a lightning stormThe forest is burning, tonight From Letras Mania