Luyện nghe bài hát Dance Floor Metaphor

Something falls on the
I see a disappear
And in the distance, I him cry
As he deeper, into this
(laughing)

Dull is life a poets vice
Pretty, pretty girls and a of lies
Making something of turn
an empty corridor
Smoking guns and
given what you need
Scrap the simple games you
And take them to the

Take back, take back memory
Hitting hard, muscles bent in
Playing out your personal
Take back, take the dancefloor

What's it
When life is and the living's fast
Making love for things never last
Forget your heart, forget past
And live the moment
tv's ugly and the sentiments cheap
And dreams are outside of sleep
You can trust your heart to you weak
And break down your of safety

Take back, take your memory
Hitting hard, muscles bent in
Playing out your tragedy
Take back, take back the

Project heart, project your soul
Use body, take control
(repeat 3x)

When make it crisp, much sharper to see
Like the spaces hidden
The candy are all I need
To make my faster
Laying claim in a room
To the sounds of buzzcut zoo
Ask if you fail
But the floor for me

Take back, take back your
Hitting hard, muscles in agony
out your personal tragedy
Take back, take back the
(repeat)

Project your heart, project your
Use body, take control
(repeat 3x)

(it's disco)