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I should have never accepted this invitationAll the lights spilled like tipping glassesBut he stood out more then his size 11 sGuns kissing his hips, loaded up on shotsEyes like dead suns, setting right on meHe claimed he hadn t killed in a while and was getting hungryThis is the night he saidYou ll be dancing round the holesOne missed step, one false moveAnd you ll be learning how to walk againDance bitch!Knowing I had shoes of failureAnd knowing I could not compete with the beat of 9 sI just let him load the melody and use me to keep timeThis tempo was deadlyAmongst the heat of 2 stepThe dust was kicking but I fell left footedBlown wide stanceI joined the slip on the red floor dripYou ve left heels aching and lungs fadingAnd breathing is now a choice too painful to chooseThe secret was to dodge on coming deathBut with fatigue in my legs, I just didn t have the movesPick apart the moment, and piece me back togetherI became the victim with the slowest feetAnd the stain that still bleeds off beatThis is what happens when killers meet bad dancersAnd when tangos end empty chambered
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