we pace these bottle fences,dancing along the lines. thin ice is just a party to us.
streetlights,bar fights,pavements and parking lots.
we are the ones who make sure the night is alive.a family,so young and fancy free. its all after hours,keeping the smoke on our clothes.we'll hold each others hands when the night is over.
we curse like sailors,curse the light of day.speakers and stronger drinks,this is it. is this it? we make the rules,we make the calls,we make the cuts.
dance dance dance till you sweat out your soul,the music makes you whole.
