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Lyrics:
Say a prayer, close the light, thumb upon a scale It billows cold [?] Time has run the river dry, dry as a twisted trail Into the bone, [?]
[?] , nothing else with do I can hear you singing,?[?] [?]?,?did you write?your name? On the?dirty ceiling, I can't explain
I need medicine at midnight But it ain't no cure Medicine at midnight calling But it ain't no cure I may be sick, but you know I'm yours
I remember dancing hard under the dead moon Howling with you, howling
[?], nothing else will do I can hear you singing, I can't explain
I need medicine at midnight But it ain't no cure Medicine at midnight, howling But it ain't no cure I may be sick, but you know I'm yours
Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes
Medicine at midnight But it ain't no cure Medicine at midnight, howling But it ain't no cure I may be sick, but you know I'm yours
Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes
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