Inside all the people, a jet black spark
Rippling like magma in their hearts
Under all the highlights, and gyroscopes
Physically pulsing as they shake their bones
Feeling kinda lonely with a vodka and coke
Feeling kinda lonely, underneath the strobe
I was feeling kinda lonely
Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
Make my real life melt into the floor
Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
Make my real life melt into the floor
Inside all the people, an onyx flame
Flickering and rising into their brains
Smothered in a blue light
Covered in a noise
Oscillating girls
Oscillating boys
Feeling kinda lonely with a vodka and coke
Feeling kinda lonely, underneath the strobe
I was feeling kinda lonely
Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
Make my real life melt into the floor
Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
Make my real life melt into the floor
Make my real life melt into the floor
Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
Make my real life melt into the floor
Boys are shaking, girls are rotating
Make my real life melt into the floor
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