All Night
Stay up all night
Can’t handle tomorrow
Rather dance in the dark until my legs are weak and my head is spinning
I’ll say I put up a fight
Against the second hand ticking in my mind
Tried to lull the sun back to sleep
And despite how hard I try
the dark tucks me in
Wraps my hair
Closes my eyes
And I wake with the sun
And wait another night to dance again
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