53.Get On The Floor
There's no one to save with your albums
So come on, baby, take off your headphones
No more guitar songs
It's just nervous energy you're sending to me
We go dancing and I feel paranoid
I get on the floor and I just freak out
Now I need someone that'll slow me down
And pick me up
We might be wrecked but it's just the principle
We choose our sides, we raise our right minds
We spend our time, we feel alright
In a second life, I'd never become a singer
They've all gone mad, sad and angry
If it ended tonight I'd consider myself lucky and leave
We might be wrecked but it's just the principle
We choose our sides we raise our right minds
We spend our time we feel alright
I feel paranoid, I get on the floor and I just freak out
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