Dark rays shine through
The holes in our hearts
We're not made of gold
And when we open our eyes
The phosphenes dancing
Like flickering lights
We close them again
And turn up the music
We give up mental stability
Lose our grip on reality
Sleepless nights are welcomed
Cause it's more time for fun
Don't stop the music
Give us more time to lose it
We'll dance until we're completely unhinged
Until we've forgotten all our losses
Until we've quit trying to scrub off another's mark
Until we've made peace with the graffiti on our fucked up hearts
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So Human
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