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Dance Floor
written by: Tim Gallagher

What's that sound?
Just my dreams crashing
They're goin through my windshield
And I can't feel

Anything any more
But it's just now i need
That spinnin 'round the dance floor
Jesus, hold me tight

Don't let me go
And if I fly apart
Put me together again with your love
Patch me up with mud

It's what I'm made of
And I am weak
Sometimes I fall down, sometimes I break
Love, keep me from fake


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