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All I wanted to do was dance now I am faced with a squeaky keyboard All I wanted to do was dance but how can particles in a tube of toothpaste dance? All I wanted to do was dance Alone. Unwanted contact from all angles. Beer rained down from the sky, but it was refreshing in our hot tube of toothpaste Who smokes in a mosh pit? Who are you. PS sorry to the man who's hat I tried to steal But seriously, why would you ever wear a hat to a dance party if you didn't want it to get stolen Didn't you know that a hat is like a drunk-nip to a drunk person? Who are you ? All I wanted to do was dance and jump up and down and fist pump the night away But then the night became cold My only options were to shiver the night away or drink the cold away Didn't you ever wonder how people survive in Russia? So I was no longer cold But that was not the first part But was it the worst part? Touch. Oh, you. You're a silly verb. At once so innocent, but so easily are the bullets loaded, turning a word into a gun Can you show us on the doll what happened?
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Apr 26, 2012
Apr 26, 2012 at 11:45 PM UTC
Discomfort
All I wanted to do was dance now I am faced with a squeaky keyboard All I wanted to do was dance but how can particles in a tube of toothpaste dance? All I wanted to do was dance Alone. Unwanted contact from all angles. Beer rained down from the sky, but it was refreshing in our hot tube of toothpaste Who smokes in a mosh pit? Who are you. PS sorry to the man who's hat I tried to steal But seriously, why would you ever wear a hat to a dance party if you didn't want it to get stolen Didn't you know that a hat is like a drunk-nip to a drunk person? Who are you ? All I wanted to do was dance and jump up and down and fist pump the night away But then the night became cold My only options were to shiver the night away or drink the cold away Didn't you ever wonder how people survive in Russia? So I was no longer cold But that was not the first part But was it the worst part? Touch. Oh, you. You're a silly verb. At once so innocent, but so easily are the bullets loaded, turning a word into a gun Can you show us on the doll what happened?
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marine-andreson
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Apr 26, 2012
Apr 26, 2012 at 11:45 PM UTC
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