Dying on the Dance Floor

Was it a dream?
In violence love is extreme
When I am clean
I never say what I mean
There’s no such thing as tomorrow
There’s not much left of today
You know all this joy and sorrow
Is gonna slip away
I’m not gonna die while I’m dancing tonight
No I’m not gonna die on the dance floor
I guess I got fucked up
On my own personal love
Or drugs, could be the drugs
Oh honey I’ll let you be the judge
It’s high time I got my shades on
And who knows if it’ll last
But the future’s looking brighter
Than the past
I’m not gonna die while I’m dancing tonight
No I’m not gonna die on the dance floor
It’s high time I got my shades on
And who knows if it’ll last
But the future’s looking brighter
Than the past
I’m not gonna die while I’m dancing tonight
No I’m not gonna die on the dance floor
Spin your partner round and round
Round and round
Every step one closer to the end
I’m not gonna die while I’m dancing tonight
No I’m not gonna die on the dance floor