The light from the window Falls on the floor And after it breaks I cut my feet On the little bright pieces (I glow in the dark) But only when night falls It's falling it's falling It's falling it's falling It falls
My head is a night-club Club-clubbed to dull drums Beating to slow To dance or to breathe or to dance I insist that you cut in (I a la flamb? I'm drinking I'm drinking I'm drinking I'm drinking I'm drunk
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