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She She's all weak & her heart beats so she can't speak with the lights so low just to be one of a crowd feet scuttling across the floor spinning lights round & round it's adolescent war she craves noise & the music blares girl calls to a boy he just stands & stares just to be one of a crowd feet scuttling across the floor spinning lights round & round & it's adolescent war shoes grind kick like crazy & arms tangling up with hair shaking them up & down again hearts pounding everywhere she slows down has the music gone or has she stayed too long
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