Digital History / Beatrotter

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Damn these lips of mine Loose juiced and short sighted With only one thing in their minds tonight So proclaim no shame Shake rattle and lose control We'll dance to romance with circumstance leading This faltering waltz of the unfeeling needing I heard they've simply got no soul But just move with a metronome click What's gonna happen when you fall Out of this discotheque trip?

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 22, 2026