Is a DJ... If God If God is a DJ (life is a dance floor) Get your ass on the dance floor If God is a DJ Life is a dance floor Love is the rhythm You
will Cape Town, I think we got a problem Ave Mary A, where did you go? Where did you go? How did you know to get out of a world gone mad? Help me, let
what you wanted to be It's a kind of magic that you can't help but feel I dreamt we were sleeping and we floated away And we shone like a star and
Up for too long At war with the sun A crown of stars that we all wish upon And you whisper to me Are we out of time And if so then don't let go. Show
any dreams of love. These girls fall like dominos, dominos [repeat] Three words we shared said too early on Start with forever to the point of tears Swimming with a
If you really love him then tell me that you love him again And you won't mind when I suggest you go Then you said to keep calm And we won't tell a soul
heart I found her in a dream, looking for me Doesn't make sense, see her again I don't, know I can see the end, of what I've become A tale of a love,
then and never again Once, now and then and never again All night we turn and turn It makes sense to turn again All night we turn and turn In a sense
of my birth My death began its walk Am I in love Alone in a cruel world But this time I know you're on your own The machine watches over this unfortunate boy A
a little low again I'm ready to leave again Seem a little And eyes start to roll I reveal [x2] To see that little glow again I'm ready to leave again Seem a
hill we ran Fuel the mission With our passion Fighting still we ran Do you know the way To the silver colored road By the city that's run dry On a sequin
rolled and rolled over Everything slowly goes You said you knew and that's what you wanted If time gone is history Then this is a victory A victory
music I'll come inside Tonight You take a part of my life Take that trip Forget the world Find those girls all made of gold I've done a lot of things
like a pill Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me ill You keep makin' me ill I can't stay on your life support, there's a shortage in the switch (Just like a
I had forgiven you for trickin' me again But I have been tricked again Into forgivin' you What is this? Are you some kind of hypnotist? Waving your powers
life is a good waste of time empty pockets young and able see it in my smile night has broken doors are open runnin' like a child once in a lifetime
you I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way to you Baby from far away I'm rolling down a thunder I'm rolling down a thunder Could be wings, could
's just a Cuban crime of passion, messy and old fashioned Yeah that's what the papers did say It's just a Cuban crime of passion, anjejo and knives a
