| The further I hold my heart out
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| The harder it burns
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| Even though I could try to protect my soul
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| By turning my heart to stone
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| I’m better dead than alone
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| Love doesn’t make our lives easier at all
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| It can only make it worth the time
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| Dancing in Gold
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| God knows we’re cut out of bone (work hard and evolve?)
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| You can’t sell your youthful control
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| Not if you want to grow old
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| Run and return
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| Free turn and learn how to burn
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| You got to fight to keep soul
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| When you’re dancing in gold
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| ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah aaaaahhhh
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| Even though it’s good to be clean as snow
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| You’d better be dreading karma (?)
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| When the heads roll
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| Is it gambling with the precious few important things
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| While I’m dancing, still I’m trembling
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| I still have a home
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| How much would you risk to find the truth
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| And how far would you go to know it’s through
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| Dancing in gold
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| God knows we’re cut out of bone
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| You can’t sell your youthful control
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| Not if you want to grow old
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| Run and return
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| Free turn and learn how to burn
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| You got to fight to keep soul
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| When you’re dancing in gold |