walk alone
lose your friends
kick the floor to the rhythm
cause floors don't have feelings
and no one believed it
if you told them the reasons
why
people who touch you
you cannot touch
nothing you do is ever enough
to forget the stupidness sadness and madness
that follows you sometimes
that you wear like a fair dress
why
you are always dancing alone
and not finding your soul
in the night of pure black
why tales that've been told
will never be back
touch everything and make it gold
become a new person
and try to grow old
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