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Too many souls are lost,
so many dreams lie broken.
Will you try to help them
chase the night away,
turn on the booming silver day.
We do it in swingtime,
we don t count the skinny seconds
passing by or wonder why.
We do it in swingtime,
make the moment suit the time,
we make the rescue fit the crime.
And feel each passing year
absorb the well of tears.
They shoot horses, don t they?
So we dance and sway
into the pulsing, silver grey.
We do it in swingtime,
we don t count the skinny seconds
passing by or wonder why.
We do it in swingtime,
make the moment suit the time,
we make the rescue fit the crime.
So many people fail,
so many hearts are broken.
We come to live with pain,
we leave our arms wide open.
We do it in swing time.
Too many fights are thrown,
we count the cost of it growing.
Will you try to stop them,
roll away the night,
break out the champagne, hit the lights.
We do it in swingtime,
we don t count the skinny seconds
passing by or wonder why.
We do it in swingtime,
make the moment suit the time,
we make the rescue fit the crime.
(solo)
We do it in swingtime,
we don t count the skinny seconds
passing by or wonder why.
We do it in swingtime,
make the moment suit the time,
we make the rescue fit the crime.
We do it in swingtime,
we don t count the skinny seconds
passing by or wonder why.
We do it in swingtime,
make the moment suit the time,
we make the rescue fit the crime.
We do it in swingtime,
we do it in swingtime,
we don t count the skinny seconds
passing by or wonder why.
We do it in swingtime.

Ooh, I m overdue
Give me some room
I m coming through
Paid my dues ,in the mood
Me and the girls gonna shake the room

DJ s spinning (show your hands)
Let s get dirty (that s my chant)
I need that , uh, to get me off
Sweat...

Kilmeny, Kilmeny, where have you been?
Lang hae we sought baith holt and dean;
By burn, by ford, by greenwood tree,
Yet you are halesome and fair to see.
Kilmeny look’d up wi’ lovely grace,
But nae smile was seen on Kilmeny’s face;
As still was her look, and as still was her e’e,
As the stillness...

I was frozen in a fragile world
Of make believe and empty lies
Twisting the rules
Of a virtuous game

And captured by the thought of fear
And loneliness afraid to cry
Suffocating trying to scream

Chorus
Cause I wanted out
To find myself

Cause perfect only makes you crazy
there is now way that it could save me
I m sick...

Twe życie toczy się jak każde inne
Dom rodzina szkoła i jest tak niewinnie
Jest miejski zwykły wieczór na przystanku stoisz
Jedna chwila...

I nie wiesz co się dzieje , nie myślisz nawet o tym
I kto mógł wiedzieć , nie święciły się kłopoty

W ułamku sekundy przeleciało...

It s a blur
It s a slur
As you were
It s a thing all covered in pain

Half a mind
There s no time
Do a line
You can t find anything to say

Any way
Any day
Can you play with a list of human remains

Have a shave
Take a rave
Be a slave
From a kestrel to a knave

On...