Paroles de Dummy

My religion is A piano hanging over Am I about to break free? And I see it moving Gotta pick up the groove and let go Everyone I know Is running from the afterlife These days they make it sound sweet If this is the last dance, you can count on me One, two, three, four Everybody get on the dance floor Five, six, seven, eight It's 4 AM and I am wide awake One, two, three, four Everybody get on the dance floor Five, six, seven, eight I pray the lord my soul to take Way my phone is ringing Paint smearing on the wall See the way the ending falls Gotta keep it moving Gotta pick up the groove and let go Everyone I know Is running from the afterlife These days they make it sound sweet If this is the last dance, you can count on me One, two, three, four Everybody get on the dance floor Five, six, seven, eight It's 4 AM and I am wide awake One, two, three, four Everybody get on the dance floor Five, six, seven, eight I pray the lord my soul to take My light is going out The light in my life is going out My light is going out The light in my life is going out One, two, three, four Five, six, seven, eight Gotta pick up the groove and let go