There’s Sweat, runnin’ down our backs
As we bang to some old club track
Movin’ it to death, groovin’ it to death
Let’s stop the universe, as we take it to the verse
A second, a minute, a minute and hour there’s something tonight that feels so sour
Every frame a painting, the flashing lights make the scene look suspended
In motion emotion, with soles(souls) worn through some hipsters showing unrequited devotion to
Artificial postiche, of a retro pastiche
In the middle of this old friends meet and kiss, while the rest of the club, they’re just
Movin’ it to death, Groovin’ it to death
In the middle of this, he dances alone, while the rest of the band, are somewhere around
Sittin’ on the sofa, all three initials, J and A argue, ‘bout somethin’ trivial,
Empty words goin’ nowhere, they don’t really care,
Procedings bore M, so typical of him, he wants to home, get high, watch a film
Sybille’s at the bar, she breaking those hearts
In the middle of this, a shy raconteur, he wanna dance, he don’t wanna dwell so he’s
Movin it to death,Groovin it to death
A shy raconteur with dreams of grandeur, I’m not gonna tell you if he’s really here
There’s sweat, runnin’ down our chests,
As we get down, ‘till there’s nothing left
Movin’ it to death, Groovin’ it to death
Watch us burn as we take it to the bridge(take it to the bridgex3)
Pressure to have the night of your life”there’s a girl over there you should go and say Hi”
Not even gonna try,Mamihlapinatapei
Pressure to socialise,Pressure to be nice,pressure to center everyone’s eyes
He just wanna be alone,he don’t wanna belong
They say that he’s grown (just) ‘cause he’s used to, being on his own, so he’s
Movin’ it to death, Groovin’ it to death,
In the middle of this, sudden change in mood, he just needs some air, so he leaves the room
(dialogue)
There’s sweat, Runnin’ down our faces,
As the rythm moves, our hearts race(s)
Movin’ it to death, Groovin’ it to death,
Watch us burn, as we take it higher( as we take it higherx3)
There’s swat, running down our cheeks
Is it now, time to leave?
Movin’ it to death, 'till our last breath
It’s time again to pretend, as we take it to the end(x2)
Take it to the End(x2)
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