Luyện nghe bài hát Dance Floor Metaphor

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

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

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

it for?
When life is and the living's fast
Making love for things that'll never
Forget your heart, forget past
And live inside the
When ugly and the sentiments cheap
And dreams are living outside of
You can trust your heart to you weak
And break down fear of safety

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

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

you'd make it crisp, much sharper to see
Like the spaces inbetween
The faces are all I need
To make my faster
Laying in a crowded room
To the sounds of buzzcut zoo
Ask forgiveness if you
But take the for me

back, take back your memory
Hitting hard, bent in agony
Playing out your personal
back, take back the dancefloor
(repeat)

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

(it's disco)