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Mind clouded losing vision Lost reason but the head won't listen Add it up, it’s just division Nails scratching at a chalkboard prison Who are you contemplating Your personality will be raided Bad impressions don't debate it Hate to love it, Love to hate it Dance, kid, dance Dance, kid, dance My social skills are wearing off My phobias are at a loss Don't call me crazy That’s how they made me My education's wearing off My generation's getting soft Brainsick and so bored That's what you're built for The fever might put you in a trance But the pills will make you dance Thе pills will make you dance School bells, sеal the borders Playgrounds in complete disorder Letras de cancionesCall it hell, call it murder A side hustle, doctor's orders Dance, kid, dance (Dance, kid, dance) Dance, kid, dance My social skills are wearing off My phobias are at a loss Don't call me crazy That's how they made me My education’s wearing off My generation’s getting soft Brainsick and so bored That's what you’re built for The fever might put you in a trance But the pills will make you dance The pills will make you dance Pick it up! Dance, kid, dance My social skills are wearing off My phobias are at a loss Don't call me crazy That's how they made me My education's wearing off My generation’s getting soft Brainsick and so bored That's what you're built for The fever might put you in a trance But the pills will make you The pills will make you dance The pills will make you dance (So run while you got the chance) (Dance, kid, dance) From Letras Mania