Homeless Club Kids

When the dance floor's full
All the kids look so beautiful
When the dance floor's full
All the kids look indivisible

The disremembered stars
Of architectural disasters
The disremembered stars
As bright and lost as fireflies in jars

Do you really want to stay
Amongst these starving stowaways?
Do you really want to stay lost?

When the dance floor clears
I take a pack of matches as a souvenir
When the dance floor clears
I walk home alone with their voices still in my ears

The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me
While I am dancing
They're sad and young
And they'll be sad and young forever
And I cry until I throw up



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Giacalone, Darren Amadio, Andrea Vaughn
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