Rutabaga Dreams

Lyrics:

IT'S THE END OF THE WEEK, AND I'M TIRED
A HEAVY BURDEN OF THOUGHTS THAT GOT ME FEELING LOW

AT THIS POINT, I JUST WANNA RETIRE
BUT IF I'M GONNA GO OUT, I'LL PUT ON A SHOW

SOMETHING'S TAKING CONTROL OF MY BODY TONIGHT
THIS BEAT IS F###ING ME UP, I'M SLOWLY LOSING MIND
ALL THIS PAIN LEADS TO DANCING, MY BODY CAN'T FIGHT
AND NOTHING ELSE SEEMS TO HELP, SO...

I'M NOT GONNA LIE, IF YOU WANNA TRY TO TAKE SOME TIME AND
MIX MY FACE UP, FIX MY MAKE-UP
IF I'M GONNA DIE ON THE FLOOR TONIGHT, YOU MIGHT WANNA
RIP MY CLOTHES OFF AND DRESS ME UP FOR EVERYONE TO SEE
MY BODY
WILL NOW DECAY AS MUSIC PLAYS MY MEMORY
MELODIES
THAT DIG A GRAVE FOR ME TO REST ETERNALLY

IT'S THE END OF THE LINE, AND I'M DANCING
OUT OF FEAR OR FOR JOY, I DON'T KNOW WHICH IT IS

TRY TO FIGHT, BUT I'M NOT UNDERSTANDING
QUIET LIFE OR BLAZE OF GLORY
NO ONE ELSE CAN TELL MY STORY

SOMETHING'S TAKING CONTROL OF MY BODY TONIGHT
THIS BEAT IS F###ING ME UP, I'M SLOWLY LOSING MY MIND 

ALL THIS PAIN LEADS TO DANCING, MY BODY CAN'T FIGHT
(NO, MY BODY CAN'T FIGHT)

I'M NOT GONNA LIE, IF YOU WANNA TRY TO TAKE SOME TIME AND
MIX MY FACE UP, FIX MY MAKE-UP
IF I'M GONNA DIE ON THE FLOOR TONIGHT, YOU MIGHT WANNA
RIP MY CLOTHES OFF AND DRESS ME UP FOR EVERYONE TO SEE
MY BODY
WILL NOW DECAY AS MUSIC PLAYS MY MEMORY
MELODIES
THAT DIG A GRAVE FOR ME TO REST ETERNALLY

they say that a fight's like a dance
i fight for my life while im caught in a trance
my heart keeping time, it continues to beat
my body is rotting, got blood on my hands
it's mine
smear it all over my face
what facade will my make-up create
you best believe that i be looking good
if my corpse will be shown on a stage

losing my touch, losing the feel
pushed you away, are you still real 
we could perform, both you and i
if you were here, i might survive

losing my skin and my bones as i think about
what i should do for the crowd
i wanna break free but the music's too loud

I'M NOT GONNA LIE, IF YOU WANNA TRY TO TAKE SOME TIME AND
MIX MY FACE UP, FIX MY MAKE-UP
IF I'M GONNA DIE... I DON'T WANNA DIE

I'M NOT GONNA LIE, IF YOU WANNA TRY TO TAKE SOME TIME AND
MIX MY FACE UP, FIX MY MAKE-UP
IF I'M GONNA DIE ON THE FLOOR TONIGHT, YOU MIGHT WANNA
RIP MY CLOTHES OFF AND DRESS ME UP FOR EVERYONE TO SEE
MY BODY
WILL NOW DECAY AS MUSIC PLAYS MY MEMORY
MELODIES
THAT DIG A GRAVE FOR ME TO REST ETERNALLY

Rutabaga Dreams

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