Fight me--I crave certainty. Don't tempt me with a false attraction.
The night breathes in and out of sleep, shadows promising satisfaction.

Dark streets--you better treat me well. Follow me to a strange location.
Concrete: I cannot get enough. I cannot get enough. I cannot get enough.

One day, they'll take our blood away, we'll disappear in a nightmare mystery.
Until then, we'll hit the dancefloor, in pursuit of a love worth dying for.

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