This Last Dance

Swallowed a pill and lost my youth
Got a case of the limber timber
Now I have to be economical with the truth
As I traverse this dull city and whimper

Now I'm making music equivalent to The Wicker Man
Crappy rhythms and ripping off Can
I'm not good anything why should I stay?
At least I can try to dance the pain away!

This last dance



Credits
Writer(s): Hady Bhatty
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