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Keep Dancing.
The low-lights create the perfect ambience,
May I have this dance?
A scene that only dreams could manufacture,
The audience is in a trance.
My feet bleed, when will it stop?
I have had enough of dancing,
For the entertainment of an unknown audience,
-To the music of nightmares.
I finally break, stopping my waltz,
I cast away my dance partner,
Mannequins, to mannequins,
I face the cameras, and scream.
May I have this dance?
A scene that only dreams could manufacture,
The audience is in a trance.
My feet bleed, when will it stop?
I have had enough of dancing,
For the entertainment of an unknown audience,
-To the music of nightmares.
I finally break, stopping my waltz,
I cast away my dance partner,
Mannequins, to mannequins,
I face the cameras, and scream.
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