Every word and every line of this song you've heard before but who cares anyways? Because history is getting pretty full to the brim. So baby let's start forgetting.
Can we afford to buy into our own lie? (On the dance floor!) I'm leaving this for you. Can we afford to buy into our own lie? (On the dance floor!) I'm leaving this for you.
All the lines to this song don't even make any sense but you're not listening anyway. Because all the digital satellite chattering waste has talked you out of your good taste.
Can we afford to buy into our own lie? (On the dance floor!) I'm leaving this for you. Can we afford to buy into our own lie? (On the dance floor!) I'm leaving this for you. Can we afford to buy into our own lie? (On the dance floor!) I'm leaving this for you. Can we afford to buy into our own lie?
So count your lucky stars, 'cause I'm leaving this for you. Just count you lucky stars, 'cause I'm leaving this for you.
This could've been, should've been something to sway more than your hips but it's too late. And even though I hope I never see you again, I'm leaving this for you.
Can we afford to buy into our own lie? (On the dance floor!) I'm leaving this for you. Can we afford to buy into our own lie? (On the dance floor!) I'm leaving this for you. Can we afford to buy into our own lie? (On the dance floor!) I'm leaving this for you. Can we afford to buy into our own, into our own, into our own lie?
And still I'm leaving this for you.
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