I’m a little out of practice since the world hit the wall/ my feet just sort of shuffle like they have no soul at all
I keep on stumbling, don’t know how to break the fall / my spirit is shattered but the music goes on
My heart is barely beating, feels so heavy like a stone / but my pulse begins to quicken when your face lights up my phone
And I start to find the rhythm and the song comes into view / I’m on my way to find it, on my way to you
Now I’m racin’ for the dance floor, cause I know that’s where you’ll be / looking pretty as a picture in a high-end gallery
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