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Something falls on the horizon I see a silhouette disappear And in the distance, I heard him cry As he fell deeper, into this (laughing) Dull is life with a poets vice Pretty, pretty girls and a lifetime of lies Making something of another turn Down an empty corridor Smoking guns and apologies Never given what you need Scrap the simple games you play And take them to the floor Take back, take back your memory Hitting hard, muscles bent in agony Playing out your personal tragedy Take back, take back the dancefloor What's it for? When life is shallow and the living's fast Making love for things that'll never last Forget your heart, forget your past And live inside the moment When tv's ugly and the sentiments cheap Letras de cancionesAnd dreams are living outside of sleep You can trust your heart to make you weak And break down your fear of safety Take back, take back your memory Hitting hard, muscles bent in agony Playing out your personal tragedy Take back, take back the dancefloor Project your heart, project your soul Use your body, take control (repeat 3x) When you'd make it crisp, much sharper to see Like the spaces hidden inbetween The candy faces are all I need To make my heartbeat faster Laying claim in a crowded room To the sounds of thumping buzzcut zoo Ask forgiveness if you fail But take the floor for me Take back, take back your memory Hitting hard, muscles bent in agony Playing out your personal tragedy Take back, take back the dancefloor (repeat) Project your heart, project your soul Use your body, take control (repeat 3x) (it's basically disco) From Letras Mania