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Aug 2015
Im dancing with a traitor
We were having a good time
It was all going so well
Until I decided to say goodbye
I should of left when I had the chance
Now his grip on me is strong
What's to come after this dance
I hope I'm alive at the end of this song
The night is filled with laughs
But not ones of Joy
Skin-crawling and deep
My emotions are not a toy
No longer feeling like a dance partner
But a puppet with strings
Evil and Deception
Are the songs that he sings
Took the Freedom out of my life
And threw it all away
I'll forever be a slave if I stay
Step after step
My feet are getting tired
It's no fun to dance with liars
Let alone in the fire
I need a new partner
To come and take my hand
For someone to understand
What it feels like to be more dead
Than alive
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Virtuous
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