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Lyrics | The Violent Tango

Off Album : Strange We Should Meet Here

Love does no one much. Kiss, kill, frozen still.

I get stuck.

I get stuck (I get stuck)
Dancing the dance of the moth (the dance of the moth)
And smiling politely as we’re pushed through glass. (glass)

Hey you over there.
Come, sit, tell me what is it.