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A.F.I. - Dancing Through Sunday
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Will you join me in this dance of misery,
cradled in impossibility?
Swooning, I am swept away, swept off my feet.
With step-by-step we take the lead as
drop-by-drop we start to bleed.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
And we dance in misery, all lost in the arms of our misery.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows.
Will you lend yourself to beauty that will horrify?
Let me hide within your black, the still inside your eyes.
Deafened, caught within a cry so sensual.
As step-by-step I separate, while
breath-by-breath I suffocate.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
And we dance in misery, all lost in the arms of our misery.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows.
So who will follow?
Who is the lead?
I know I'll leave a stain because I bleed as we dance.
We all dance.
We all have no chance in this horrid romance.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
And we dance in misery, all lost in the arms of our misery.
And we dance in misery (all lost in the arms, all lost in the arms)
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows.
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows.
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Marilyn Manson : Apple of Sodom
I found the center of fruit is late,
It is the center of truth today,
Cut the apple in two,
Oh, I pray it isn't true,
I found the center of fruit is late,
Is the center of truth today,
I cut the apple in two,
Oh, I pray it isn't true-
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I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I drained my heart and burn my soul,
I trimmed the cord to stop my growth
I pra-
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y to die in space,
to cover me in snow,
to cover me in snow,
cover me in snow,
I'm dying, I hope you're dying too,
cover me in snow,
I'm dying, I hope you're dying too,
I'm dying, I hope you're dying too,
I'm dying, I hope y....
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