🎶 Another song that I love 🧡

"Bad Liar" 
So look me in the eyes
Tell me what you see
Perfect paradise
Tearing at the seams
I wish I could escape
I don't wanna fake it
Wish I could erase it
Make your heart believe

But I'm a bad liar, bad liar
Now you know
Now you know
I'm a bad liar, bad liar
Now you know, you're free to go 




Ebisnow21 

Mauve💜

yeah.. Imagine Dragons is 💖.. on my way to revisit Demons..

do listen to the song in case you haven't.. it got some good meaningful lines

I used to listen to thid song soo much back then...oh God I just love this song also demons by imagine Dragons is quite good too😭😭😭

Music

I dance my way out of every problem,
Care to join for a step?

3am Thoughts

Dance in the freakin moonlight 😮‍💨

Can anyone recommend me dance choreographies that I can learn???

Competition

Dancing With My Deepest Dark Desires

Lonely

I just wanna dance with somebody 

Words have been a part of my life
The harder I was pushed
More I was drawn to pieces
Started calling them my notes
As they showed me 
How I really wanted to live my life,
The longer the pieces 
Nights were peaceful
Sleep was easy.
But I was careful
Not to share them
They were pieces of my own self
How can I show it to someone else,
There you came along
With shining eyes,
A simple smile 
But trustworthy vibes
Making me wonder
Are you really mine
Should I show you my true self
Or just let you be in mysteries and lies,
With a little hope, I grabbed a pen
Wrote down some lines with rhymes
Wanting to give you a glimpse
Of what lies behind my dark eyes,
Afraid of what you would think of me
After knowing I'm just a broken soul
Covered with colorful masks and tapes
Leading a life with no goals,
You looked at me with some
Tears in your eyes
Read it whole 
And said with a whimsical smile,
I never thought
You could be 
A hopeless romantic
Someone like me.

Crush

*If you can dance and be free and not embarrassed, you can rule the world.*

Motivation

They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown

The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town

Here comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance

One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the other is in his pants

And the riot squad they're restless, they need somewhere to go

As Lady and I look out tonight, from Desolation Row

Cinderella, she seems so easy, "It takes one to know one, " she smiles

And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style

And in comes Romeo, he's moaning. "You Belong to Me I Believe"

And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend, you'd better leave"

And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go

Is Cinderella sweeping up on Desolation Row

Now the moon is almost hidden, the stars are beginning to hide

The fortune telling lady has even taken all her things inside

All except for Cain and Abel and the hunchback of Notre Dame

Everybody is making love or else expecting rain

And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting ready for the show

He's going to the carnival tonight on Desolation Row

Ophelia, she's 'neath the window for her I feel so afraid

On her twenty-second birthday she already is an old maid

To her, death is quite romantic she wears an iron vest

Her profession's her religion, her sin is her lifelessness

And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow

She spends her time peeking into Desolation Row

Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood with his memories in a trunk

Passed this way an hour ago with his friend, a jealous monk

Now he looked so immaculately frightful as he bummed a cigarette

And he when off sniffing drainpipes and reciting the alphabet

You would not think to look at him, but he was famous long ago

For playing the electric violin on Desolation Row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world inside of a leather cup

But all his sexless patients, they're trying to blow it up

Now his nurse, some local loser, she's in charge of the cyanide hole

And she also keeps the cards that read, "Have Mercy on His Soul"

They all play on the penny whistles, you can hear them blow

If you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row

Across the street they've nailed the curtains, they're getting ready for the feast

The Phantom of the Opera in a perfect image of a priest

They are spoon feeding Casanova to get him to feel more assured

Then they'll kill him with self-confidence after poisoning him with words

And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls, "Get outta here if you don't know"


Casanova is just being punished for going to Desolation Row"

At midnight all the agents and the superhuman crew

Come out and round up everyone that knows more than they do

Then they bring them to the factory where the heart-attack machine

Is strapped across their shoulders and then the kerosene

Is brought down from the castles by insurance men who go

Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation Row

Praise be to Nero's Neptune, the Titanic sails at dawn

Everybody's shouting, "Which side are you on?!"

And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in the captain's tower

While calypso singers laugh at them and fishermen hold flowers

Between the windows of the sea where lovely mermaids flow

And nobody has to think too much about Desolation Row

Yes, I received your letter yesterday, about the time the doorknob broke

When you asked me how I was doing, was that some kind of joke

All these people that you mention, yes, I know them, they're quite lame

I had to rearrange their faces and give them all another name

Right now, I can't read too good, don't send me no more letters no

Not unless you mail them from Desolation Row


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