| Inside all the people, a jet black spark
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| Rippling like magma, in their hearts
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| Under all the highlights, and gyroscopes
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| Physically pulsing, as they shake their bones
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| Feeling kinda lonely, with a vodka and coke
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| Feeling kinda lonely, underneath the strobe
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| I was… feeling kinda lonely
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| Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
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| Make my real life melt into the floor
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| Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
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| Make my real life melt into the floor
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| Inside all the people, an onyx flame
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| Flickering and rising, into their brains
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| Smothered in a blue light
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| Covered in a noise
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| Oscillating girls
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| Oscillating boys
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| Feeling kinda lonely, with a vodka and coke
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| Feeling kinda lonely, underneath the strobe
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| I was… feeling kinda lonely
|
| Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
|
| Make my real life melt into the floor
|
| Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
|
| Make my real life melt into the floor
|
| Feeling kinda lonely, with a vodka and coke
|
| Feeling kinda lonely, underneath the strobe
|
| I was… feeling kinda lonely
|
| Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
|
| Make my real life melt into the floor
|
| Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
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| Make my real life melt into the floor |