THE SPIRITEDS

The floor is lit
The music is on,
What are you hiding
In that corner for?

The rule in here
Is to dance.
Not to watch.
So what are you
Waiting for?

A prayer to leave?
A soul to bereave?
Of your mortal self
This stale old heart
And foggy specs.

Join the game
You already have.
Kick it out ,
Let it out.
You gotta’ survive.

Come get into
The groove of this
Rhythm.
The beat of this
Asylum
'Coz the music here
Is not gonna' last enough
To revive..

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