Cruxshadows (The)
Dance Floor Metaphor
Something falls on the horizonI see a silhouette disappearAnd in the distance, I heard him cryAs he fell deeper, into this [laughs]Dull is life with a poet's vicePretty, pretty girls and a lifetime of liesMaking something of another turnDown an empty corridorSmoking guns and apologiesNever given what you needScrap the simple games you playAnd take them to the floorTake back, take back your memoryHitting hard, muscles bent in agonyPlaying out your personal tragedyTake back, take back the dance floorWhat's it for?When life is shallow and the living's fastMaking love for things that'll never lastForget your heart, forget your pastAnd live inside the momentWhen TV's ugly and the sentiments cheapAnd dreams are living outside of sleepLetras de cancionesYou can trust your heart to make you weakAnd break down your fear of safetyTake back, take back your memoryHitting hard, muscles bent in agonyPlaying out your personal tragedyTake back, take back the dance floorProject your heart, project your soulUse your body, take control(repeat 3x)When you'd make it crisp, much sharper to seeLike the spaces hidden in betweenThe candy faces are all I needTo make my heartbeat fasterLaying claim in a crowded roomTo the sounds of thumping buzzcut zooAsk forgiveness if you failBut take the floor for meTake back, take back your memoryHitting hard, muscles bent in agonyPlaying out your personal tragedyTake back, take back the dance floor (x2)Project your heart, project your soulUse your body, take control (x3)(It's basically disco)
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