| Wake up, It’s Monday afternoon
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| We’re still in bed, Oh what to do?
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| You call your friends but can’t get through
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| And I write songs, to sing, for you
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| Sometimes we’re stuck, most times we’re drifting
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| Most times we’re drifting but tonight, let’s move
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| Think fast, we’re young
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| Remember when the spotlight cracks
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| We’re dancing with a gun
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| Your hands will shake
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| Just take another shot in the dark
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| Don’t keep your safety on
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| As fast as it comes, it’s gone
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| And we’ll die through dancing
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| Dancing with a gun
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| It’s 5 o’clock, the sidewalks filled
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| A world so ready to break
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| How will you stand surrounded by a crowd?
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| Your eyes protecting, a scream, so slow loud
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| So looks could kill, but yours
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| They shout, come on let’s shout
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| Don’t stand still
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| Think fast, we’re young
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| Remember when a spotlight cracks
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| We’re dancing with a gun
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| Your hand will shake
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| Just take another shot in the dark
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| Don’t keep your safety on
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| As fast as it comes, it’s gone
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| And we’ll die through dancing
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| Dancing with a gun
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| (You gotta think fast)
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| Think fast
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| And you’ll remember when the spotlight cracks
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| You’re dancing with a gun
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| Your hands will shake
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| And we’ll take another shot in the dark
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| Shot in the dark,
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| Now think fast, we’re young
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| Remember when a spotlight cracks
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| We’re dancing with a gun
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| You’re hand will shakes
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| Just take another shot in the dark
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| Don’t keep your safety on
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| As fast as it comes, it’s gone
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| And we’re not through dancing
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| Dancing with a gun |