.Tell me that you want to dance
I want to feel your pulse on mine
Just treat me like a stolen glance
To yourself
A dark shape on a golden floor>
A sleeping planet with a molten core
From above we'd cut a slow eight shape
And much more
I'm a peasant in your pri.
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