Shall we dance now my fair lady?
Do you trust me to take your hand lead you through
Come now quick, we shall start slow at first
spinning round and round in the unrelenting void
shall we pick up the pace or continue slow?
Shall stop to stare at the moon?
Dare to glance at the stars
put their brilliance to shame with your beautiful eyes
Come now Mademoiselle we shall give it another go
Glide across the waters and pray that we dont fall in
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What's Inside My Head
Every time the paper bleeds
Every time the ink speaks
I feel them...here
Heartbeats
Not needles against the skin
Every time the ink speaks
I feel them...here
Heartbeats
Not needles against the skin