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Βόλφγκανγκ Γκαίτε

The Mysterines – The Last Dance

The last time that we danced
Midnight at the Texaco
In the car headlights like Luna moths, or extraterrestrials

You said you’d never been
No use to anyone
But I can feel within
Your porcelain
A certain kind of love

Is this what they call dreaming?
I feel like you’re breathing

If only you’d take my hand
If only you’d take my hand
If only you’d take my hand
If only you’d take my

The night dripped into morn
The black minute does end
I tried to swallow the clock
But we had to run before the sun caught us waltzing

One day they’ll understand
One day they’ll watch us dance
You angel in a cage
Shadow on the stage, an unholy kind of accident

I’ve heard they call this loneliness
I crave the world through your fingertips

If only you’d take my hand
If only you’d take my hand
If only you’d take my
You’d take my hand

They’ve caught us out
This is the last dance
You see I’ve never been anything but another freakshow

If only you’d take my hand
If only you’d take my hand
If only you’d take my hand
If only
If only

I thought I was dreaming
But I am made of porcelain
Unholy kind of accidents
Happen when the puppet cuts the string
Happens when the puppet cuts the string
Cuts the string
Cuts the string
Happens when the puppet cuts the string
Cuts the string
Cuts the string