I dance, dance, dance until I'm able to sleep. These unrelenting tears…

Every time I close my heart off when there's nothing left, when it feels like I'll wither away…

In my emaciated dreams, I sing “one more time”. God, even sadness…

If you will answer that this is you, yourself, then I don't mind getting hurt.
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