Texty:
Dead On The Dance Floor

loving dead We love, we love even in death We are, we are the loving dead We love, we love even in death We are, we are the loving dead We love, we

the loving dead We love, we love even in death We are, we are the loving dead We love, we love even in death We are, we are the loving dead We love,

the loving dead We love, we love even in death We are, we are the loving dead We love, we love even in death We are, we are the loving dead We love,

your eyes, body language and mouth, She walked away, never to return, I'm moving on, moving on cause that's better than her. I can't hold back from saying what is on

Everybody move. Because this is our last stand, We fight until the end, This is how it's got to be. We won't make amends, With anyone of them, This

You seem content, with the words, you hide behind. You speak them loud you speak them clear, when you're alone. Over time it's gotten worse when you

on your mind, There's no such thing of one of a kind. And through 1000 eyes I see you now, You're broken down, and you're lost without, Any hope on your

wet I ain't no rookie, I'm a microphone vet Evil E's on the set, hit the deck Be easy on the cut Be easy on the cut Be easy on the cut And no mistakes

club with my homies Tryna get a lil' V-I, but keep it down on the low key 'Cause you know how it is I saw the shorty she was checkin' up on me From the