Текст песни Pro-Pain - Death on the Dance Floor

Foul Taste Of Freedom
Жанр: Hardcore
Исполнитель: Pro-Pain
Альбом: Foul Taste Of Freedom
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Listen to the sound of the underground Your ears start to deafen your head begins to pound The crowd starts to move as the earth begins to quake Your spine starts to give as your back begins to break Death on the dance floor - they deeded for the side The doors in the place - wouldn't open wide 500 black boots steppin' on your face And blood everywhere from the panic in the place There was death on the dance floor When we came to town There was death on the dance floor From the heavy connection of the pro-pain sound A crazy motherfucker went and pulled a knife You know he's gonna cut ya till you're scarred for life Bangin' and screamin' you were kickin' the door But nobody listened till you screamed for more Throbbin' like a heartbeat beats like a drum The band kept playin' till their limbs went numb The fists in the air - they were thrashin' about Till someone pulled the plug and the lights went out
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