come on!

CZARNO-BIAŁA PARANOJA O CECHACH GATUNKOWYCH GROTESKI.
Wystarczył jeden telefon.

Is this me
Breaking free
Or just breaking down ha ha
A comic vision
Don't you feel proud
It's such a
How do
You do
Well this is not the done thing
Dance for me Baby let's begin the beguin
Ha ha ha ha ha

Do you remember the way we danced
I wish I could forget it
Said I'd give you the one last chance
I wish I'd never said it
Took a chance and I can't turn back
And I'm living to regret it
Come on, come on to me

Can't slow down
You dictate
The speed of the chase
Bitter sweet bitter's
The way that you taste
I won't waste this
Passion, it's true
I'm an everyday fool
No rhyme or reason to the
Things that I do
Ha ha ha ha ha

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