So let me see your moves, let me see your moves,
Lips pressed close to mine, true blue
But the prince of any failing empire knows that
Everybody wants, everybody wants
To drive on through the night, if it's the drive back home
I've already given up on myself twice
[But the] third time is the charm, third time is the charm
Threw caution to the wind, but I've got a lousy arm
And I've traced your shadows on the wall
Now I kiss them whenever I'm down, whenever I'm down
[Just kind of] figured on not figuring myself out
Music: G.I.N.A.S.F.S - Fall Out Boy
Mood: Moody
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