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As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor.
As the music dies, something in your eyes.
Calls to mind the silver screen,
And all its sad good-byes
I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rythym
Though it's easy to pretend
I know you're not a fool
Should've known better than to cheat a friend
And waste the chance that I've been given
So I'm never gonnad dance again
The way I danced with you
Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend
To the heart and mind
Ignorance is kind
There's no comfort in the truth
Pain is all you'll find
I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rythym
Though it's easy to pretend
I know you're not a fool
I shoud've known better than to cheat a friend
and waste....
_ノ ヽ ノ \_
`/ `/ ⌒Y⌒ Y ヽ
( (三ヽ人 / | You come here often?
| ノ⌒\  ̄ ̄ヽ ノ
ヽ___>、___/
|( 王 ノ〈
/ミ`ー―彡ヽ
/ ヽ_/ |
| / | /
_ノ ヽ ノ \_
`/ `/ ⌒Y⌒ Y ヽ
( (三ヽ人 / | You suckin' or you ♥♥♥♥♥♥'?
| ノ⌒\  ̄ ̄ヽ ノ
ヽ___>、___/
|( 王 ノ〈
/ミ`ー―彡ヽ
/ ヽ_/ |
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