Red lights dance around me
As feelings revolve inside
So vertiginously it makes me sick.
And you are standing there,
a mere couple of inches away.
So close I could touch your hands
(So close I could touch your hands!)
My heart throws itself on the vortex
Dissolves away into the flashing lights
Drops stunned on the dirty floor,
Like a drunkard who never knows when to stop
Only to find himself in the desolate,
Lonely state of rejected shit
Thrown up in the dance floor.
But you,
You are still standing there
A mere couple of inches away
So close I could touch your hands!
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