ITS ME AND THIS ART DANCING WITH EACH OTHERS HEARTS.
IT HURTS DANCING WITH YOUR GHOST EVERY NIGHT
BUT AM YOUR WIFE
VARIETY IS THE SPICE OF LIFE
BUT TELL ME WHY IS IT HARD FOR ME TO TASTE IT
A SHADOW APPEALS FOR MY HAND
THIS DARKNESS IS ALLURING
IT SPEAKS WITH VIM AND VIGOR
DAMN ITS CHARMING
IT SPEAKS OF A MARRIAGE, A DIAMOND RING
BUT MY VOTE IS OWN MY FEET
FALLING IN AN ENDLESS PIT
I REPEAT AM IN LOVE WITH YOU.
MK: REEDS
Muse; SASHA SLOAN[DANCING WITH YOUR GHOST]
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